Kirill didn’t come back again. Apparently, he was sleeping in another room. So this was how he chose to show his attitude toward me? If I really thought about it and remembered everything carefully, the Alpha had never once said that he loved me. He only claimed to sense me as his mate—and even that was a rather questionable fact. At the first serious conflict, he retreated into the bushes, calmly waiting for my step toward reconciliation. He would be waiting for a long time.
The light in the room went out, and darkness fell. The silhouettes of the guards flickered beneath the window in the moonlight. Getting out would be noisy, but werewolves had excellent hearing anyway, so there was no point in being subtle.
The windows in this room were reinforced—you couldn’t just smash them—but the
