LILA'S POV
A month had passed, and the locked door of my new room still felt like a cage.
Darius had moved me to a bigger space in the Silvermoon packhouse, but it didn’t matter.
The mate bond with Asher was a faint whisper, and missing him hurt like a knife in my heart.
Guards stood outside, their boots echoing day and night. Darius was cruel, his eyes always watching, waiting to break me. In a few days, he’d be crowned alpha, and the thought made my stomach twist.
The room was larger, with a real bed and a window, but it was still a prison. I sat on the edge of the mattress, thinking of Asher, his smile, his touch. The Moon Goddess hadn’t answered my prayers, but I still begged her for escape.
Darius now let maids come in, a small change. They brought food, cleaned, but never spo
