Another cramp gurgled in me and I shuddered, but it wasn’t the cramp that made me do so. I felt bad that I thought Tracy had betrayed me, even if it was just a dream. It had been Raine who had told me in the dream, too; and I couldn’t trust a damn thing she said in real life. It was a dream, though. Just a dream. Things didn’t have to make sense in a dream.
Tracy would never betray me like that. Certainly not because some bully like Brollish ever threatened her. Like she’d told me, Tracy already had an out if Amazons ever turned up the heat on her. It was a good plan, too. One of the fringe benefits, I suppose, of marrying an Amazon. Assuming Tracy’s husband never turned on her.
That’d be pretty typical.