“I’m sorry for lying to you about who I was,” Adrian claims. “My middle name is Adrian. Only my close friends know it, and I do prefer that name over Lyulf. Lyulf was my father’s name.”
“Why were you in the trials?” I coldly ask.
He leans back, wincing, and I hate myself for caring—for wanting him to call back Denzel to heal him.
“For you. I was told of your existence, and I felt your presence in my dreams, calling to me. You called me, or the Mother did. Either way, I was sent there.”
My heart pounds in my chest.
“Caleb, is he—”
“I got him out before coming for you,” he tells me. “I’m not a fan of the half wolf, but I know you are.”
Knee-shattering relief makes my body feel weak for a second.
“At least he didn’t lie to me about who he was and why he helped me. Did you know I was t
