Chapter 53: The Silent Bond
The trek to the safe house was a blur of agony.
My body was screaming. I had just given birth in a snowbank, and now I was hiking through a blizzard. Every step sent a jolt of fire through my hips. Blood—hot and sticky—soaked my thighs, freezing against my skin in the biting wind.
Jax practically carried me. His arm was a steel band around my waist, taking my weight.
"Stay with me, Alpha," he grunted, his eyes scanning the tree line for crimson eyes.
Alpha.
The title tasted like ash. I wasn't the Alpha. Victor was the Alpha. And Victor was...
I squeezed my eyes shut, clutching the bundle in my arms.
Lyra was silent. Too silent.
A normal newborn would be wailing in this cold. But she just watched the trees passing by with those mismatched eyes—one molten
