It was the albino’s turn to sneer, although Vesper only flattened her ear and let her grin shrivel and wrinkle down into a scowl. Throwing the comparison out there had been something like a truce, but it looked like they weren’t done questioning each other, even though Vesper’s had mostly been answered—namely what the hell the stranger was doing here, in Inferni and in Myrika’s bed.
“Since the war,” the coywolf answered to the first question, although that wasn’t quite right. She and Myri had kissed and admitted there was more than a friendship between them at about that time, but they had more defined their relationship only recently. “And I’ve been a subleader since the beginning of the year,” she added.
Then, her tone smooth with some difficulty, she asked: “Why haven’t you come here sooner?” She hadn’t really known that Myrika had a sibling—or at least one important in her life and worth mentioning—but it was strange to think that Cassandra hadn’t come to Inferni in all that time. Even her own sibling had found her way to the coyote clan, and neither of them were Lykois.
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