AZRIEL’S POV

“If for some insane reason, you make it out alive today, do us all a favour and leave this pack,” I said to Athaliah, who walked with a limp, around her prison room.

“How is Zadok? Why isn’t he here? I need to thank him for sparing my life.” Athaliah said with an eagerness that made me want to slap her silly.

“Is that all you can think?” I asked in bewilderment. “You are on a death roll and you still can’t shut off the thoughts of Zadok?”

Frustration was evident in my tone but she didn’t care. What was I thinking? She never cared.

“Don’t dramatise it.”...