She woke up alone.
Sebastian’s side of the bed was cold. He’d been gone a while then. Long enough for the warmth to leave completely.
Lilith sat up slowly and looked around the room. His shirt still on the chair where he’d dropped it last night. The fire burned down to embers. Grey morning light pushing through the curtains.
She found her clothes on the floor. Dressed quickly. Quietly. Like she was doing something wrong even though nobody was watching.
The corridor outside was empty.
She exhaled and started walking.
She made it exactly halfway back to the south wing before she ran into anyone.
Three pack members. Warriors by the look of them. They were deep in conversation coming around the corner and pulled up short when they saw her.
Silence.
Their eyes moved over her. Taking in where she’d come from. The Alpha wing. Sebastian’s end of the corridor specifically.
She kept walking.
Kept her chin up and her eyes forward and her expression completely blank.
Behind her she heard one of them say something low. Then quiet laughter.
She didn’t stop.
Didn’t react.
Just kept walking until she got to the the south wing and her own door and got inside, the door closed behind her.
Then she stood in the middle of her room and breathed, then she turned and stared at the seven marks on the wall.
She was still staring at them when someone knocked.
Sera was younger than Lilith had initially thought. Maybe nineteen. Twenty at most. She had the build of someone who’d trained hard since childhood and the eyes of someone who’d seen more than her age suggested.
She stood in the doorway with two cups of tea.
"Mrs. Hallowell sent me," she said. "Tea."
"Thank you." Lilith took one of the cups.
Sera didn’t leave.
Lilith raised an eyebrow. "Was there something else?"
"The warriors you passed this morning," Sera said. "In the north corridor. I heard what they said."
"It doesn’t matter."
"It matters to me." Sera’s jaw was set. "I’ve been at this estate three years. I know how this pack talks. And I know that whatever you are here, whatever arrangement brought you to this house....you don’t deserve to be laughed at in corridors."
Lilith looked at her for a moment.
"You’re going to get yourself in trouble saying things like that," she said.
"Probably." Sera shrugged. "Can I sit down?"
Lilith gestured to the chair.
Sera sat on the chair beside the bed, Wrapped both hands around her own cup.
"How are you actually doing?" she asked.
"I’m fine."
"That’s not what I asked."

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