I stay for a few hours, just watching her breathe. Every now and again she would do like a double breath and a tear would leak from her right eye. It was always her right. I wiped away each and every one as I tried to figure out what I wanted to do. I had unexpectedly become a Lycan’s safe person. If my parents were alive, they would be roasting me.

Dane knocks on the door and Madison stirs a little but doesn’t wake. “How is she doing?”

“Her soul has more cracks than yesterday,” I mutter. “She already had some issues that she was working through.”

“You told me that if they connect, it will tear her apart. Is that close to happening?”

“If more keep appearing.” I comb my fingers through her red waves. “And I don’t know if there is a way to reverse the shit this prick has pulled.”

He frowns. “I need you to do me a favour.”

“Another one.” I cock my brow at him, “I feel like I have done more than enough for you.”

“Samara is being taken to Neah.” He tells me

“And you’re here?”

“She doesn’t want me there.”

“And what’s that got to do with me?” Madison presses herself into me and I squeeze her a little tighter.

“Blair is in the dungeons.”

“You want me to kill her? I will be more than happy too, I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.”

“No.” He pauses. “Out of curiosity, why haven’t you just killed her?”

“Neah asked me not to.”

“Thought you didn’t listen to Lycans.”

“Normally, wouldn’t, but she has her reasons and oddly, I respect them. She isn’t like any other Lycan. She sees more than most. She listens. She doesn’t piss me off.” | give him a sarcastic grin.

“What do you mean ‘she sees more than most?””

I shrug my shoulders. “There’s no real explanation for it. Maybe it has something to do with the way she

was brought up. Maybe she feels t

more settled now she knows who and what she is. I don’t know, but she isn’t a prick and I don’t feel the need to jam a bullet into her head like I do with others.”

He smiles at me. “Or maybe, you just realise that not all Lycans are assholes.”

I roll my eyes at him.

“Anyway, I was hoping you would come down to the dungeons with me. I want to ask her some questions and I want to make sure I don’t miss something useful.”

Madison was probably going to be asleep for a while if the last couple of days were anything to go by. She doesn’t stir as I pull my arm from under her. In fact she appears to be in the deepest sleep ever.

I follow Dane across the grounds to the dungeons. Blair is sitting in the corner of one cell, her hands bound together. Her legs folded up in front of her. She looked broken. It brought a small piece of happiness tomy cofer heart.

“This is it, isn’t it.” Her brown eyes flicker up to mine. I still found it uncanny how much they looked alike, though the brown eyes and the shock of short black hair made them noticeably different.

“You must be shitting yourself, waiting for death.” I mutter

She squeezes her eyes shut. “I’m ready.”

“He’s not going to kill you.” Dane tells her

“Yet.” I add with a smile, though she doesn’t see it with her eyes screwed tightly shut.

I watch her gulp, her fear is more than evident by the way her body is trembling. She was actually fearing for her life. Interesting.