The Omega Queen
watched me with doubt.
My own Beta, Kade, stood with his arms crossed outside the strategy tent. “Is it true?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said. “And I made a mistake. I trusted the wrong person.”
He nodded slowly. “The warriors are divided. Some still think Clarissa was manipulating you.”
“She wasn’t,” I said flatly. “She was the one person who saw clearly. Even when I couldn’t.”
“What do you want us to do?”
“Prepare,” I said. “Crescent Moon will not wait forever. If Clarissa isn’t returned by sunrise tomorrow, we’ll march to get her.”