That night. My heart began to race again, a different kind of dread settling in.
Jeremiah sighed, his hand sliding down her arm. “She thinks the rescue failed. That Annie didn’t make it. The soldiers told her what I told them to say.”
I pressed my hand against my mouth, choking back a sob. What was he saying?
Hannah bit her lip, looking down. “But Annie… she could’ve been saved. You said they reached us at the same time—”
“I couldn’t let you die, Hannah!” Jeremiah snapped, slamming his fist on the desk. “I paid them to prioritize you. Do you understand that? You were bleeding out, and I couldn’t lose you.”
My blood ran cold. My wolf whimpered. My wolf’s voice echoed in my mind, Our pup… our Annie…
I stumbled back against the wall, unable to breathe. The dagger box slipped from my fingers, hitting the floor with a soft thud.
But the worst hadn’t come yet.
Hannah’s voice trembled again. “And… her heart? You promised that was between us. Are you sure it’s kept a secret, alpha?”
Jeremiah exhaled shakily. “It still is. I made Zera sign the medical documents while she was mourning. She never knew what they were. No one knows about it, even the healers and doctors.”