Cadeon
My eyes are drawn to the scar on her face, one I'm fairly certain wasn't there before.
I catch Timmon's eyes, who's standing behind her with a bemused expression on his face. Im sure he's asking himself why I'm here and to be honest, I regret not having shown this matter more importance.
My father isn't Alpha anymore—I am.
Which means that I'm to blame for what has happened to her, especially considering that it was within these walls. That night, I told her to stay in the academy for this precise reason, foolishly thinking it would keep the extremists away.
I was dead wrong.
By the goddess, look at her face.
The scar doesn't make her look any different than she did before but it's the first thing one sees when gazing at her. It's red and the edges are raw and thick. Ho
