Chapter 22
Haliya In the end, I wasn’t able to save Kieran. The iron-studded door had closed behind me, leaving his broken form in the dark, and now, instead of the cool sanctuary of the healers’ wing, I was breathing in the suffocating scent of cedar and expensive tobacco in Cullen’s chambers. The devil had seen through me. “Why did the Alpha punish Kieran? Why didn’t he just drag me from the pit and throw me into the cells?” I whispered, the words tasting like ash. Cullen stood by the window, his silhouette framed by the moonlight. He didn't look like a man who had just uncovered a high-stakes conspiracy; he looked like a man who had finally finished a boring puzzle. "You're asking the wrong questions, Haliya," Cullen said, finally turning. He used my name with a terrifying ease, stripping awa
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