Rhiannon came out of the bathroom with her long hair dripping water and tried to dry it with several towels after getting dressed. At least, they had had the common sense of leaving clothes fit for fighting and not a princess dress. She sat down on the floor, by the window of her room, and hugged her legs, looking outside.

She was tired, her soul ached, and yet she knew she could not sleep. Perhaps that was the weight that betrayals left behind, always looking over your shoulder, always having one eye open, and always distrusting everyone, even those closest to you.

Her father had been betrayed by his generals, it was hard, but everything was hard in a rebellion and in a war. However, with her it had been different, she had been betrayed by her mate, there was not a single being on earth closest to a lycan than their destined mate, and if she had been betrayed by Aidan, it meant she could be betrayed by anyone.

“Are you going to run away?” she heard Maddox’s voice and turned to find h