Keith

We make it to the Royal Palace just as the sun dips behind the west wing.

We were quietly walking here, each lost in our thoughts of the shared waking memory and the realization that the Queen has spies in the aLotus pack.

My hybrid rumbles his displeasure.

All these years spent keeping ourselves separate from the royals, of trying to hide our power and it might have been all for nothing.

I've been wracking my brain for the last hour, trying to put together a list of all of those who would be guilty for betraying our pack.

There's no way to be sure without questioning them though....