ISOLDE
It had been two days.
Two long, heavy days.
I hadn’t seen him. Not even a whisper from him. Not even from the pack’s doctor.
And then came the worst news... I heard the cook had died from poison.
What in the goddess’s name was happening inside this palace?
Who had I offended so deeply that they decided death was the only way to silence me?
The thought clawed through my chest, leaving me restless on the bed I had been confined to. My body had grown better, yes, but still too fragile. I couldn’t stand for long, I couldn’t do much, and yet my mind ran wild.
I hoped and prayed I wasn’t wrong about Eve. That I could free her before all this madness swallowed her whole. She didn’t deserve to suffer for something she knew nothing about. She was too gentle, too innocent to be tied i
