Blackfeather Woods shambles

She didn't think she'd heard him right and even when Wildfire reprocessed his words again, she didn't trust them one bit. "What kind of question is that?" she asked slowly. Given a choice between freedom or death, of course she would take the former. Yet she could scarcely believe that offer was truly on the table. He had brought her here, kept her here, and now he was going to set her free, just like that? Wildfire didn't believe that for a second.

It was probably all a horrible trick, the she-wolf realized even as Cicero asked her about her pack. Previously, she would have quickly claimed Drageda and let her captors know that the commander would eventually figure out what had happened and come here to deliver justice. But Wildfire didn't want that anymore. She didn't want her family near these violent psychopaths, lest they get hurt too. She wasn't worth the risk, not with their young family at stake.

"'Belong,'" Wildfire echoed dully after a lengthy beat of silence. "I guess you could say I belong to this pack, seeing as I'm being held prisoner here."