NYX'S POV
As we walked back to the packhouse, guilt gnawed at me.
Xander was hurt it's my fault.
The wound on his arm might not have been life-threatening, but knowing he took that hit for me twisted my stomach.
I glanced at Camila.
She shouldn’t have been here.
Xander wouldn’t have brought her along when I called, so she must have insisted or followed him without his knowledge.
The second option seemed more likely.
Silence stretched between me and Theo.
The tension was thick, filled with unspoken words.
I knew why.
He had questions.
Questions I wasn’t ready to answer.
As soon as we reached the packhouse, Theo dashed into the woods without a word, leaving me alone with Camila.
She shifted her stance, her gaze burning into me, daring me to respond.
I h
