LILYA
The room was drenched in the soft glow of morning, a gentle reminder that time moved steadily on. It had been a week since the violent encounter with the robbers, a stark contrast to the quietude that now enveloped the house.
Turning to Adrian, I felt the weight of my decision pressing upon me. "Adrian," I began, my voice firm, "I need to go to Alpha Damon's pack house. I have to speak with Ava."
His reaction was swift, his features contorting with concern. "Lilya, are you sure about this? It's risky, especially in your condition. You're still healing."
I sensed the worry in his voice, but it couldn't deter me. "I can't remain confined within these walls forever, Adrian. I am a warrior, and I need to be out there, doing something meaningful."
Adrian's exhale held a note of appre
