Ava practically floated back to her room in the concubines' quarters, her steps light, her heart even lighter. It was as if she had been walking around with an invisible weight on her shoulders, and now she could finally breathe.
The news had already spread like wildfire through the fortress, carried by hushed whispers and astonished gasps. The Alpha was alive. The mighty Lucas Raventhorn had somehow survived a silver bullet. To everyone else, it was nothing short of a miracle. But to Ava, it was proof that the Moon Goddess had been watching over them both.
She barely had time to settle on her bed before Zari burst through the door.
"Is it true the Alpha is alive?" she asked, her large eyes practically bulging out of her face.
Ava smiled, still giddy, her body thrumming with excitement and relief. "Yes, Zari. It's true."
