Chapter Seven

CHAPTER SEVEN

It seems impossible. Ajax, a traitor?

But I don't want to question it. It doesn't seem like the right time or place.

"I don't want to pry," I say. "If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine, but--"

"No, it's okay," he says. "I'm just not sure where to begin."

"How about the beginning?" I ask, smiling at him.

"The beginning?" he says. "It all started the day my father died."

"Your father died?" I ask.

"He was my alpha, and he was the one I looked up to-- the one I aspired to be like," he says. "He was brave and strong. I wanted to be just like him. And I was, too. But then, he died."

"I'm so sorry," I say.

"It was a long time ago," he says.

I can tell he's about to say more-- that he wants to tell me everything, but before he can, someone else appears in the cave. I can't see them, but I can hear their footsteps approaching.

I watch as they approach the cage where I am being held and am surprised when they open it.