Chapter 172

Delilah

The silence of the infirmary room was heavy.

Too heavy.

And now it held the weight to my chest more than I thought it would. It was painful and I was growing angrier by the second.

I had been walking again for a day now, quietly testing my strength, watching the way my body responded, gauging how much longer I could afford to stay caged in a place like this. A place that I knew I did not belong in. My wounds had scabbed. My limbs still ached. But I could move. I could walk. And I had stayed far too long already.

I was pulling on the jacket someone had left for me when the door opened. Evelyn.

Of course.

The one person that was within this place that has been avoiding me since I arrived here. I was thankful for it. I did not want to see her. I did not care what Alpha Kael said. My mother died for her. She lived regardless of what happened, and my mother died.

She walked in with that same look in her eyes, part pity, part