Rhea woke before sunrise and waited for fear to catch up with her.She lay still beneath the unfamiliar blanket, listening beyond the bedroom door. The room smelled of pine smoke, clean linen, and the lavender oil Lysa had unpacked the night before, yet all Rhea could think about was the quiet corridor.She expected guards to question whether she could leave, servants to whisper her name, or an elder to demand proof that she belonged beneath an Alpha’s roof. Minutes passed, and nobody came.The silence held no hatred, but her body still confused quiet with danger. She remembered waking in the Obsidian Alpha wing beside an empty pillow and finding guards at the door, servants staring through her, and Maddox looking at her as though grief had made her dangerous. This room should have felt peaceful. Instead, its peace seemed too fragile to trust.Rhea pushed the blanket aside and sat on the edge of the bed. The mating mark began to ache before her feet touched the floor.Distance had set
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