Traitor - Part 1

RETH

Two hours later Reth stalked through the Tree City, barely hearing the greetings from his people who called with tight voices and worried eyes. He forced himself to look relaxed and under control, but inside he was seething. Aymora had been in his ear about showing no mercy to any of the prisoners they took, or any enemies found. And even though he hated it, he knew she was right. There was no room for error now. No space for mercy.

He stalked the City, searing himself against the urge to embrace, to soothe. He stalked the City reminding himself of the loss that had occurred because of these fucking wolves. And he took the route past the storage trees to remind himself what had occurred—and what was about to happen.

A very bloody reminder.