Lily hurried back to the courtyard, her heart heavy with worry for Martha. The old woman had been her rock through everything, and now she’d have to face the Capital and all its dangers without her most trusted ally.
As she approached, she spotted Zayn with Victoria by his side. His face was twisted with annoyance.
“Where have you been?” Zayn snapped, his voice sharp. “We’re already behind schedule.”
Several pack members glanced her way, quickly averting their eyes. Victoria stood smugly at Zayn’s side, her perfect lips curved into a satisfied smirk.
The moment Zayn caught sight of Lily’s face, however, his expression shifted. His brows furrowed with concern instead of anger.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice softening as he stepped toward her.
Lily’s hands moved quickly, explaining what had happened to Martha. Ragnar stood beside her, translating for those who couldn’t understand her signs.
