Back at the pack house, Lilith paced anxiously in front of Zayd's door while they tended to him inside. Since their arrival, they hadn't let her in, and her worry only grew deeper. Over an hour had passed with no news, only nurses and doctors going in and out, their expressions unreadable.
"My son!!" A voice screamed, startling Lilith. She turned and immediately shrank back in fear. It was Margaret.
Lilith's heart raced. If Margaret found out what had happened, what would she do? And she wasn't alone, she was flanked by Rose and several guards. That meant she hadn't come just to check on Zayd. Only she, Ben, and Zayd knew exactly what went wrong… but would Ben keep it secret? He didn't seem to hate her, but if Zayd died, could she still count on him?
"You witch! What have you done to my son?" Margaret bellowed, eyes filled with fury. She stormed toward Lilith, about to grab her by the hair when the door swung open and Ben stepped out.
