35. Zena

I told Cillian everything. Luna Ruth, Aisling, Thalia, Imogen. How Maddox had rescued and chained me up. Briss saving me. I told how Maddox was somehow destined to be a hero, saving Alpha Alexander, a bloodied assassin dead on the floor. Then I got to Matilda, Leona, and Naomi alone and huddled together in that miserable grey room.

At the mention of Matilda’s pregnancy, he stopped and looked like he wanted to be sick. When he struggled to reply, Sibyl sent me a bolt of warm support. /It’s a lot to take in. You're a whirlwind of disaster to him/

Clutching a hot cup of cocoa, shivering from the cold, I stared into the fire. I was vaguely aware of the huge frame of the Shadowlands Alpha pacing back and forth. Every so often, he would huff or stop in his tracks, but he did his best not to interrupt. Until we got to the part where I betrayed him.

“That reading was also…the one where I saw you die. Where I decided I had to change Fate and make sure you lived.”

“You had no right to do th