The Maid the Alphas Couldn't Forget
“There is a tunnel beneath the catacombs. It leads to the old hunting grounds beyond the eastern forest. The King knows the path. He will guide us.”
My chest tightened. “The King? He can’t leave the catacombs.”
“He can’t. But he can send a map. And he can send his blessing.”
I released Kael’s hand and walked toward the door. The crown blazed on my brow, casting silver light across the dark hallway.
“Then we go. Now. Before the squad arrives.”
We moved quickly.
The catacombs were cold and silent, the blue torches flickering as we descended. The King was waiting at the bottom, his golden eyes gleaming in the darkness. He looked at me, then at the three Alphas, and nodded slowly.