Kaida inclined her head a fraction, chains rattling with the movement. âAh, yes. Your determined, stubborn mate. Will he
you when he discovers the actual depth of what you given up? Or has he already started to doubt?â
Leroseed my arms, disguising the sting of her words with at
almness I wasnât quite feeling. âYour attempts to sow doubt in me wonât work.â
She smirked, her head tilting slightly. âI donât need to sow, Lama. The seeds are already there. Iâm just watering them. Tell me, when was the last time Dane actually looked at you as his equal and not someone holding him back?â
âEnough.â My voice came out sharper than intended, and I saw the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. âYou donât know anything about him or us.â
Kaidaâs laughter was soft, almost pitiful. âYouâre right, I donât know him like you do. But Iâve seen his type. Proud. Reckless. And desperate. Desperate wolves do dangerous things, Luna. You might want to think about that.â
My fists clenched at my sides, and I took a deliberate step closer. âYouâre good with words, Kaida. Iâll give you that. But words wonât save you from the position youâre in.â
She raised a brow, her confidence never wavering. âPerhaps not. But theyâve made you pause, havenât they?â
I hated the truth in her observation, forcing myself to back off.
âEnjoy your cell while it lasts,â I said icily.
She got in one parting blow. âTick tock, Luna. It isnât just Dane that the clockâs ticking for.â
I felt those words haunt me outside her cell as I walked out of the confinement box. Trajan waited outside, his face tense with
concern.
âWhat happened there?â he asked, worry lacing his tone.
âSheâs trying to play mind games,â I said, pushing past him. âBut she doesnât know me.â
âAre you so sure?â he asked again.
I looked at him. âI have no room for doubt, Trajan. We donât have time.â
Yet, as I turned and began walking, Kaidaâs words had taken root, causing a stir and refusing to be uprooted inside me. Tick tock.