Chapter Twenty-Three: The Flower Relic

"Missy Robin, I'm so a happy you're alright!"

It felt like the minute I was released from Morax's cabin, Timmy had been waiting. His big doe eyes that sparkled like emeralds were well trained on me like a hawk the second my foot passed the threshold.

Looking at Timmy now felt different. I could feel his nervous energy resounding faintly in my head, a connection.

It only brought me back to the lingering feelings from when Morax smirked at me with my blood on his lips. The intimacy had been unexpected, to say the least.

A part of me wanted to forget, to shove away the prickles that budded on my skin at the fresh memory. But it was hard because I had to keep reminding myself today was the day we started over.

As allies. I reaffirmed in my mind again.

I had a new Alpha... with a clan that grew more complex by the day. If I was supposed to feel calm, I was failing. Air became sucked in between my teeth.

I was careful to hide my wave of emotions, clenching my fingers into the sea