Lily's POV
The door clicked open.
Lily's eyes snapped open. For a second she thought it was Maris. Thought the elder had come for another interrogation. Thought
Zara slipped inside with one finger to her lips.
The relief hit Lily so hard she almost collapsed. But Zara was already moving. Already pulling her off the cold stone floor. Already whispering urgently.
"We are leaving now. Lysander sent me."
Terror and relief warred inside Lily's chest.
"If I run—" Lily started.
"You prove their accusations. I know." Zara pulled her toward the door. "But if you stay, you die. Maris is not interested in truth, Lily. She is interested in executing you."
Through the bond, Lily felt Lysander.
He was close. Outside the pack territory where he was forbidden to be. Waiting. Desperate. The bond pulled at her like a rope. Come. Run. Live.
She thought of Kael.
