Vincent pov

The moment one of the guards, who was instructed to keep me locked here at all costs, approaches my cell, I know that something must have happened. Something serious enough to let me go before the heat dies down and Enya is safe near me.

He quickly opens the cell door, puts on a pair of gloves, and unlocks the cuffs around my ankles and wrists. "Alpha, I believe you should go upstairs. Don't worry; Beta Aros told me that Luna's heat is over. There is little to no chance of another wave; it's safe to leave the cells." Between stutters, the guard tells me enough to reassure...