Lilith
I lay on the bed and waited until I was certain that Nala and Tala had retired before sitting up. Their presence, though loyal, was suffocating when I needed to think. Power felt good, but it did not quiet the noise in my mind.
Despite how much I tried to shove it down, the thoughts of Jaxon kept recurring in my head. After a few more minutes of arguing with myself, I threw on some clothes and slipped out through the side corridor. The guards stationed there bowed and stepped aside without question. My new Alpha memory guided me through the winding passageways until I found the private prison.
The two guards stationed outside stiffened at my approach and bowed. One sharp look from me made them step aside immediately.
Inside, Jaxon sat hunched against the far wall and was bound in several silver restraints that dulled his wolf. His head snapped up the second I entered. Even exhausted and bruised, his eyes burned with defiance.
