Peniel
“Come on, little thief, we have each other . . . “
“I don’t have a time for this right now, Lucian—“ and my words were cut off when there’s a cacaphony of people panicking.
“Prince Cassian has been attacked!” A voice roared.
The door creaked slightly as I slipped out of the bathroom, my breath shallow, pulse racing. The glittering chandeliers cast sharp reflections on the marble floor, but the grandeur of the ball had evaporated. Now, it was a blur of confusion, gasps, and frantic whispers.
I pulled my cloak tighter, the hood casting shadows over my masked face, hoping no one would recognize me. My steps were deliberate, every instinct screaming that something had gone terribly wrong. The wolf within stirred, a low growl reverberating in my chest, sensing the blood before I e
