Are you truly happy here?” Maeve asked.
Celeste blinked, taken aback. “Why—why do you ask?”
“It’s only been a few days since I arrived, but I see no one at your side. Nyssa is cruel to you, and Syzar clearly despises you.”
Celeste’s heart twisted.
“I could arrange for you to come to Bluestone. My father, Alpha Korak, would take you in,” Maeve offered, squeezing Celeste’s hands. “Leave this palace. Leave Syzar.”
Celeste pulled her hands away instantly.
She remembered Syzar’s words—how he seemed to be slowly trusting her again. She couldn’t abandon that. “I—I’m sorry, Maeve.”
Maeve nodded, her expression cooling. “Forget I asked. Just know you made your choice.”
She stood and left, the library doors slamming shut behind her.
Celeste was left in heavy silence.
She wouldn’t regret st
