Chapter 122

Restlessness had plagued Morna ever since she last saw Drakon. His refusal to acknowledge their bond gnawed at her, leaving a hollow ache in her chest. She paced her boutique, mind racing with thoughts of him and the danger lurking around him.

"He's hiding something," she muttered to herself, eyes narrowing as determination set in. "I have to find out what."

The drive to Gordion Central was swift but tense. Morna's thoughts were consumed by Drakon, his troubled eyes haunting her every move. She arrived at the Wilsons' mansion with a plan, though apprehension clawed at her as she donned the disguise of a maid. The uniform was...