Angel's POV
I nodded, promising not to do anything rash or stupid, even though my heart was already racing at everything.
I was genuinely scared now.
Terrell sat on the edge of the bed. Then he looked at me and patted the space beside him. "Come sit with me."
I went and sat down, looking at his profile while I waited.
"You're probably wondering," he began slowly, like he was picking his way across unstable ground, "why you've been here alone. Why the Alpha hasn't come to speak with you. Why no one has said anything to you about what happens next."
I said nothing. I just watched him struggle with whatever was locked behind his teeth, and I nodded once.
He exhaled. "It's because the Alpha isn't truly the Alpha."
I stared at him.
"What?"
"The man who came to take you from Hawkins Castle," he said carefully. "The man who rode with you, the one everyone called Alpha…"
