Bustan's POV
The castle halls were quieter than usual, as I made my way through the dimly lit corridors toward Olivia's quarters. The recent events had left the pack on edge, we had lost a soldier to the hunters and we also lost Olivia too. Elias had become a hero among my soldiers, and rightfully so. If he hadn’t intervened, Olivia would have been lost. The thought alone sent a chill down my spine.
I pushed open the door to Olivia's room, my heart heavy with worry. I hadn’t seen her since Elias brought her back, barely conscious, covered in cuts and bruises from Kim’s betrayal and the trap set by the Hunters. The scent of herbs and medicine filled the air, mingling with the faint, familiar fragrance of Olivia’s lavender soap.
Inside, two maids hovered over her, gently dabbing at her
