Nicholas nodded. "Agreed. We’re bringing in specialists, wizards who understand magic better than we do, to help Lilith learn to control her power. And as I said, the estate is being reinforced. No one will be in danger when the third bond completes."
"And when will that be?" Elder Edward asked.
Nicholas looked at Lucian, then back at the elder. "Soon. We’re running out of time. The curse deadline is six weeks away. We can’t afford to wait much longer."
"Then I suggest you move quickly," Edward said. "And carefully."
He turned and walked out of the hall, and slowly the rest of the crowd began to disperse. Some wolves left immediately, still looking uncertain. Others lingered, watching Lilith with a mixture of curiosity and caution. And a small group led by Agnes and Sera came forward to offer words of support.
But Lilith barely heard any of it. She was shaking, her hands clenched into fists at her sides, trying desperately not to break down in front of everyone.
Nicholas must have felt it through the bond because he dismissed the remaining crowd with a curt nod and then pulled her off the platform and out a side door into a private corridor.
The moment they were alone Lilith’s legs gave out and Sebastian caught her, pulling her against his chest.
"I’ve got you," he murmured. "It’s over. You did it."
"They hate me," Lilith whispered.
"They don’t hate you," Nicholas said firmly. "They’re afraid. But we’ll change that. We’ll show them they have nothing to fear."
"And if I can’t control it? What if the power keeps getting stronger and I hurt someone?"
"Then we’ll deal with it," Lucian said. "Together. But you’re not doing this alone, Lilith. You have us. You have the pack....at least the ones who matter. And you have time to learn."
Lilith wanted to believe him but the fear in the hall had been palpable. They were tolerating her because she was bonded to their Alphas. But the moment she became more trouble than she was worth, they would turn on her.
And there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Her phone buzzed in the pocket of her dress and she pulled it out with shaking hands. A call from Wren.
Lilith answered. "Hello?"
"Lilith." Wren’s voice was tense, urgent. "We need to meet. Soon. Can you come to the café?"
"When?"
"Tomorrow? Afternoon?"
Lilith looked at Nicholas and saw him frown but he didn’t shake his head. "Okay. Tomorrow afternoon. I’ll be there."
"Good. I’ll see you then." Wren paused. "And Lilith? Be careful."
The line went dead.
Lilith lowered the phone and looked at Sebastian. "Wren wants to meet tomorrow."
"About what?" He asked.
"She didn’t say. But she sounded scared."
Nicholas and Sebastian exchanged a look and Lilith felt tension spike through both bonds.
"Fine," Nicholas said finally. "But you’re not going alone."
"I’m not a child...."
Lilith’s POV



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