Chapter 13 : : : : : The Gilded Prison

*Ember*

I was grateful that Mary didn’t approach me. Instead, she bounded over to Rhys and hauled him up out of the road with a surprising reserve of strength. I watched as Rhys attempted to scold her as they ambled towards the village, but it was as if the Beta’s words just bounced right off of the young female’s bright demeanor.

I slowed, falling into step beside Alec, who was watching the exchange with a resigned look. “That pup is positively feral,” he said to me, rolling his eyes at her antics.

“How old is she?” I asked, assuming that she must be somewhere in her mid teens.

“Seventeen,” he replied.