Alaric
I watched as Elena turned her back and left.
Seeing her left without looking back, my brows furrowed. There was something in me that I couldn't explain properly.
And before I could discover what it might be, Hydra's soft voice had already snapped me from my thoughts, calling me from the ward.
I immediately went inside, my gaze landing onto Hydra's rosy cheeks yet her eyes were still weak and looking tired.
“Alaric...” she called out, looking at me in the eyes.
I sat on the chair and continued peeling the oranges. “Is there something wrong?”
After all, I had promised my friend Caleb—her mate—that I would take care of his mate after he died. I owed him too much to let anything happen to Hydra.
Especially their child—Caleb's only legacy.
“W...When can I mov
