Third Person's POV
Next day, at noon, sunlight streamed through the window. A knock came.
Valentin's voice was steady like a Beta's, "The palace guard wolves are waiting at the border."
Adelaide could have slept longer, but she got up.
While putting on makeup, she yawned and asked, "Beata, are Paisley and the others up?"
"Not yet. They're still sleeping." Last night, Beata slept on a couch in Adelaide's room, feeling safe by her side.
"Don't wake them. Let them sleep as long as they need." Adelaide knew they were beat. She wished she could sleep till tomorrow.
Beata felt a pang of heartache. "I know. Valentin said the same. He told me that when Alpha Bentley came back from the battlefield years ago, he was the same—tired as hell, slept for days."
"Mmm." Adelaide nodded, changing th
