Elara POV
“Daciana, wait—”
“I should go find my new quarters,” she says quickly. “The guard captain is expecting me for training tomorrow.”
She hugs me goodbye, but it feels forced, rushed. As the door closes behind her, I’m left staring at the empty room, her words echoing in my mind.
Why did she look so troubled? What was she hiding?
And why do I get the feeling that there was more to my treatment in the pack than I ever knew?
“Come with me,” Kael says after lunch a few days later, taking my hand. “There’s something I want to show you.”
He leads me through corridors I haven’t explored yet, past tapestries and marble statues that probably cost more than entire villages. We go through a set of glass doors, and suddenly we’re outside in the palace gardens.
But he doesn’t stop at the
