Chapter 74Petal's Pov

The hallway smelled faintly of burning herbs, a lingering scent from the wards below, but it didn’t comfort me. Nothing did. Not after Rosie’s confession. Not after learning that my mother—my mother was alive, somewhere in Nera’s grasp.

Garcia had left, insisting I needed space before confronting Aslaan, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t wait. My legs moved on their own, carrying me to the Alpha’s chamber. My wolf surged in my chest, restless, alert, aching with a ...