Rachael POV
Things haven’t been the same, not in the quiet, subtle way change sometimes creeps in, but in a pressing way that sits on the chest and makes every breath feel deliberate. I feel it everywhere.
Worst of all is Eryx.
Or rather, what he isn’t.
He should be furious. Demanding back his position . Already moving to reclaim what was taken from him. Yet he carries himself with that same infuriating calmness as if the loss of the alpha position is nothing more than a misplaced crown he’ll retrieve when the time suits him. His indifference gnaws at me and relentless. It makes the fear louder. Because if he isn’t worried… then what does he know that I don’t?
The unease becomes too much to sit with. I leave my chamber, letting the door close softly behind me, and step into the corri
