Chapter 12 — Lilith POV
Maverick suddenly grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the house. I struggled against his hold, panic rising in my chest as I imagined the possibilities if we met the Moon priestess. I was aware of the implications if the bond was broken. Unable to finish the task, I would be doomed.
His claws emerged, grazing my skin as he dragged me into the car.
I gasped, shifting away to the other side as I clutched my wounded arm.
"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, eyes softening as he stared at me. The wound slowly began to heal, and I quickly used the moment to feign weakness.
"I don't think I can continue," I muttered. "I feel sick."
Before Maverick could speak, Cain beat him to it. "Nice acting, Lilith." He smirked. "We're not stopping."
With that, the car zoomed off.
