There's a tiny cottage a few buildings away, with familiar faces guarding the entrance. Their eyes barely flick in my direction as Kellan brings me inside, reminding me I still have a long way to go in order to gain affection from this pack.
After being in the Fae Ward, I'd almost forgotten how few of even my own guards actually like me.
Most of them are tolerant. Loyal enough, but I wonder now if they would have sacrificed everything to keep me safe when the attacks happened.
Marcus would have. I don't doubt that. I've seen his dedication.
No. No point doubting them. That's no way to start a friendly relationship.
Shaking off the depressed thoughts edging in, I look around the interior, pleasantly surprised once again.
