Lady Lydia hurried me toward the prince's quarters. I tried not to run so I wouldn’t draw attention, but I barely felt my feet touch the floor. Emergencies are almost normal here now, since trouble seems to show up every few days. Servants rushed through the halls, and guards stood at every corner. Security was tighter than ever.
The prince royal wing smelled of medicinal herbs, and I could sense fear everywhere. It's as if the palace itself were holding its breath. We walked in silence, and the closer we got to Caleb's chambers, the heavier my chest became.
Bey stirred uneasily. My wolf had remained unusually quiet ever since I collapsed. Now she paced restlessly inside me. Our bond is deeper than instinct: I can feel her moods and sometimes hear her voice in my mind, her emotions seepi
