Chapter166: Plan For Hunt

|| Lilac’s POV || The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, painting the room in pale gold. I stood frozen in the doorway, my fingers gripping the frame until my knuckles turned white. Behind me, Alaric's presence was a storm barely contained, his disapproval radiated through the bond we hadn't yet named, his jaw clenched tight enough to crack stone. "It's going to be okay," I whispered, more to myself than to him. Alaric's hand shot out, circling my wrist. His thumb brushed the racing pulse there. "Five minutes," he growled. "And if he touches you, or tries something funny…" "He won't." I pulled away before I could lean into his touch more, before I could let myself want to stay in his embrace. The omega was gone. Alexander took care of her. The bed was still warm when I slipped beneath the sheets, the scent of sex and deceit clinging to the fabric. My stomach turned. What did Madeline give him last night? I couldn’t tell. It must be something stronger that he didn't even re