The cell felt quieter than before, the air heavy with tension even after Sebastian and the patrol wolf had left. Lila pressed her back against the cold stone wall, her body trembling as the aftermath of the confrontation settled in. Her wolf paced restlessly in her mind, snarling its frustration.
We need to get out of here, her wolf growled, its voice a steady presence in the chaos of her thoughts.
“I know,” Lila murmured, her voice hoarse. She closed her eyes and reached for the bond. Dominic’s presence flickered faintly, his rage and pain bleeding into her. It was a reminder of the strength they shared, even when separated.
I’m still here, she sent through the bond, hoping he could feel her determination.
Dominic’s reply was faint, almost a whisper. I won’t stop until I get to you.
