25. Zeke

I spent a week tending to Finn’s injuries. Alpha Cillian clearly believed that it was a more severe punishment than flogging me. He might have been right. The guilt of my actions facing me every day was horrific. Rush still had no explanation for what caused us to have that vision of Freya,

All I knew was that there was not a shred of doubt in my mind that it happened. I saw a true memory of Freya’s. The small fragments that lingered remember sickened me. I kept waiting for Finn's retaliation. For me to wander back in with his food and for him to jump me. Except he didn’t.

The first couple of days were silent. His lips were too busted and swollen to talk, even with shifter healing. We were in a makeshift rest tent, just the two of us. Weirdly, there were no further hybrid attacks after Freya left.

Passing Finn his food he slurred, “you know this is a punishment for me too.”

Resting my elbows on my knees on the small wooden stool next to his bed I met his eyes. Cillian had assured