Page 25 of Tamhas

I was not going to get off so easily, and he wanted me to know it.

“Fair enough.” I followed him back out into the tunnel, where the gazes of my clan—my family—shifted in my direction.

I tried to put myself in their shoes and asked myself if I’d feel any different if the positions were reversed. If Owen or Dallas had made such a blunder, wouldn’t I look at them with accusations in my eyes? Wouldn’t I resent their thoughtless jeopardization of what we’d spent over a thousand years protecting?

Alan cleared his throat. “We’ll question her again, and this time we’ll be frank. I want to know about her involvement with the Blood Moon Priestesses—and if any more of her kind are aware of her presence here. We won’t allow another invader into our home.”

It finally hit me then, as we walked toward the cells as a group.

He viewed this as another threat along the lines of our kidnapping.

I wanted to tell him that she was nothing like them, those mercenaries and so-called doctors who’d held us captive and performed tests on us.

She was simply… Keira.

Except I wasn’t certain that I believed myself.

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