The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 275 Avery's POV The feeling of dirt caking beneath my fingernails was a familiar, welcome sensation. If I closed my eyes, I could almost picture myself back in my garden, tending to my herbs with the sun on my back and the breeze in my hair. Almost. But I wasn't in my garden. I was trapped inside this fucking tent. Starving. Delirious. And my ring finger burned from the silver engagement band that I'd forgotten to take off. My skin ached as I pulled the ring off and rubbed the skin. A red welt had formed where the ring sat, but the moment I removed it, my wolf felt a little better.

I sat back on my heels, breathing hard, and wiped the beads of sweat from my brow. The hole I had dug wasn't deep enough. Not by a long shot. If I wanted to escape by tonight, then I would have to dig faster. But then what? My escape plan was half-formed. I knew I was to the east of Nightwolf, but nothing more about the forest surrounding me. I'd been blindfolded the entire way here. Not to mention the fact that I was weak and exhausted right now from lack of food. Even if I dug a hole under my tent that was deep enough to escape, where would I go without getting caught?

in the entryway, staring at me "You're covered in dirt," he said. "Don't tell me you're on a bathing strike now, too." "I don't know. Do I need to be?"

is yours to make." His lips pressed into a thin line, like it was paining him just to say it. "Frankly, I think you should make the right decision. For the future of our kingdom, after all." Right. Our "kingdom". "It won't do our kingdom any good

forget that I'm the one from the royal line here. Not you." "I know." He huffed. "That's why I've decided to give you this grace." He crossed the tent in three quick strides and came to tower over where I was sitting. I bit back the urge to shrink beneath his shadow.