Camilla's POV
"Wyrwolf," I repeated, frowning in thought. "What does it mean?"
Malakai’s expression shifted, turning slightly distant and serious. I realized he was receiving a mind link, and waited quietly.
"Is there a problem?" I asked when his focus returned. There was a hint of tension around his eyes, that wasn't there before.
"Not much," he replied too quickly. "Sorry for the interruption."
My heart skipped. "Is it Arthur?"
"Mostly. He won’t agree to the alliance unless you’re handed back."
Dread curled in my stomach.
"He won’t give up," I murmured, my fingers starting to tremble. "Please don’t... I don’t want to go to him."
Malakai's hand found mine immediately, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I’m never going to let that bastard get so much as a glimpse of you again. How man
