Enzo
The rest of the ride home was rough and exhausting. The carriage rattled constantly against the uneven road as the horses galloped without pause. We did not stop anywhere again. Not even once.
After the attack earlier, I knew nowhere was safe except within the borders of my pack. And after the discovery Lucian made, stopping along the road seemed even more reckless. Until I was absolutely certain the attack had been random and not carefully planned, I would not take unnecessary risks.
My eyes shifted to the small figure seated across from me.
The little vixen still hadn't stopped silently glaring at me.
She tried to hide it well, but I noticed. Every now and then her eyes would flick toward me before quickly looking away. The defiance burning inside them was impossible to miss.
I hadn't forgotten what she did.
Not for a second.
But I decided to hold my temper, for now. There would be time to deal with her once we arrived at the castle.
For now, patience was necessary.
