FIA
I left the infirmary with Thorne and Maren trailing behind me. The hallway stretched ahead in silence. My mind was moving around in circles.
A sentinel stood near the stairwell. His posture was rigid and formal. I recognized him from previous patrols.
"Excuse me," I said.
He turned and bowed slightly. "Yes, my lady?"
"Do you know where Cian is?"
"The Alpha is in his study, my lady."
"Thank you."
He bowed again and I moved past him toward the west wing. Thorne and Maren split off somewhere along the way. I heard their footsteps fade down a different corridor. They probably had their own concerns to deal with now.
The study was at the end of the hall. The door was closed but I could hear voices coming from inside. They were low and urgent. I slowed my pace and stopped just outside.
A male voice carried through the wood. It wasn't Cian's voice. This was deeper and rougher. But it was very familiar.
