Amos’’s pov
As expected, I didn't receive news about Ana’s wellbeing and it hurt. The feeling of not knowing what she was doing gnawed at my insides like a virus, leaving a hollow ache in my chest. I had freed her in hopes she would come back to her people, a good excuse, but I should have known that King Rivers wouldn't let her go without a fight.
How foolish of me to think it would be so simple the second in my shortcomings.
The door immediately opened to reveal Daryl. She was still small Betty to me, a loyal member of my pack who had always stood by my side. As she walked towards the throne, memories flooded my mind, reminding me of the times when she had acted all supreme and mighty in front of others, only to show me her true loyalty and reverence in private.
“You sent for me, Alp
