FELICIA'S POV
I waited until Camila was deep enough under to be sure.
Her breathing had slowed into that even rhythm it always found once the fever let go and she stopped fighting the sleep. The rabbit was tucked up under her chin. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her chest rise and fall a while before I got up to go find Lucy.
Lucy was in the lodge common room, a cup of tea gone cold at her elbow. A notepad lay open, one line underlined twice. She didn't reach for the tea when I came in.
She looked up. "You saw it."
"Everyone saw it." I sat down across from her. "The mark. The timing. He's going to pursue this."
"Yes." No softening. "He's already called Marcus."
"And his position?"
"The marriage is still active. The child is legitimate. Under pack law that makes Elias his
