PRIMUS ALEXANDER'S POV
The moon was out by the time I returned.
Thankfully, the crowd outside had subsided but that didn't change the burning rage I had.
The Order had followed me, putting thoughts into my ears about Aquamarine and the Core Fang. But my focus was more on her old pack. The Moonstone Pack. The nestling place for the forbidden scrolls and artefacts.
I didn’t even stop by the main hall. I went straight to my chamber, the blood lock glowing faintly beneath my palm.
She was still there. Curled on her side inside the cage. Naked.
Her white hair stuck to her cheeks. Her lips were cracked. Her hands were tucked between her knees, her bruises visible even under the lantern lights.
Her eyes slowly opened the moment I stepped close as if sensing my presence. Then she blinked
