Kinsley’s POV

I fall off the back porch, thankful my father’s warriors weren’t bright enough to surround the place. Looking around the woods, I consider my next move carefully. If my dad had convinced Terron to return me, then I don’t think any move I make from here on out will be good enough.

Jonathan’s pack, Terron’s pack, and the rogues under Ace’s rule will all set their targets on my back.

I run straight into the dark woods, needing to hide and figure ...