The walk back to the room was treacherous as Celeste limped behind Callix, trying to hide the pain.
But her steps left blood on the dark marble floor. She stumbled back; a hand on her back steadied her,
she caught the cold stare of the beta beside her. He led her until they reached her door.
“Lay low for now, and do not get in Nyssa’s sight again ,” he said with an aloof expression. But this was the first show of kindness toward Celeste, and she spoke.
“Thank you for helping me out of there earlier…” Her words made him frown; any sense of care vanished from his gaze as a heavy hand leaned and pressed on her shoulders.
“I did not help you. Compared to what you and your family did to Sorgale, it is a mercy I am not slitting your throat—only because of Alpha Syzar’s command to deal with
