Chapter 335

Cleo's POV

The moon was almost full, two nights since the gates had closed behind Theron.

For forty-eight hours I had shut myself away, refusing the light, refusing the whispers of the pack outside my chamber. The Omega attendants came and went like shadows, their hands gentle, their words muted. I let them dress me, feed me, braid my hair, but my mind was elsewhere-always elsewhere. I forced myse