Chapter 123

Dimitri silently toyed with the medallion that hung about his neck, debating just how much he was willing to share. “It was in part because of your comfort in moving among humans, as well as your skills as a warrior,” he said, at last. “And the other part?”

“I knew that you were the one person who would be able to sympathize with what Lily had endured.” Rhye flinched. “Because I’ve been tortured?”

“Yes,” Dimitri admitted without apology. “You better than anyone could understand the damage that was done during her years of captivity, and offer patience while she struggled to come to terms with her newfound freedom.” 

The ancient Werewolves grimaced. “Although I’ll admit I didn’t anticipate quite so much patience.”

Annoyance at having been needed not for his strength, but his weakness, stirred Rhye’s temper, adding a sudden chill to the air. “I beg your pardon?” 

"You know very well that she is the chosen one. Destined for greatness."

"She doesn'