Chapter 119

OLIVIA'S POV It was nearly midnight when the knock came. Soft. Urgent. Almost too light to notice—but I'd always been a light sleeper, especially since the children came back into my life. I opened my eyes, my heart already picking up pace. The twins were safe, sleeping soundly in their room, and the house was still, which meant someone was at my door. Quietly, I slipped out of bed and crept to the entrance. A folded note had been slipped beneath it. I frowned, reaching down to pick it up. The handwriting was scrawled, rushed—but familiar. One of the Omega servants from the main house. I hadn't spoken to her in a while, but I knew she'd remained loyal to me even after everything that had happened. My hands trembled slightly as I unfolded the paper and read: "Evelyn left through the eastern path. She told the guards she needed fresh air, but she's disguised and carrying a cloak. She's heading toward the border. Thought you'd want to know. Please be careful." My pulse roared in my ears.