Chapter 151: The Mask DropsZarina's POVThe packhouse was quieter than usual, but it wasn't quiet in a peaceful way.It was the quiet before the storm type.I sat in the living room, going over one of the warriors' reports on our patrol grounds. Asher wasn't around—he was with a few of the elders—and that meant I was by myself. Or at least, I thought so.Until she came in.Cara.Wearing light cream-colored silk, her hair well-coiffed, not a single hair a hair's breadth out of place. Her face, soft and childish-looking—although we both knew it was a performance. She faltered when she saw me, then came the same sugary smile she used as camouflage."Zarina," she used the same falsely friendly tone with me as if we were intimate friends.I raised my gaze slowly. I wasn't up for her games this day."This is the packhouse," I said bluntly. "Why on earth would I not be here?"She had a tiny laugh and pushed a wisp of hair behind her ear. "Of course. Dumb me."There was silence, but I said n
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