Chapter 15 Liability?
Due to the whirlwind of conflicting emotions in her heart, Addison didn’t even notice when sleep finally claimed her. As she drifted off, Zion sat quietly by her side, watching her with unreadable eyes hidden in the shadows of the night.
Before long, he gently pulled her into his arms, cradling her close. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling her comforting scent—a scent that wrapped around him like a lullaby.
For the first time since his days on the frontlines, Zion felt truly at peace. That warmth, that serenity... it pulled him into the deepest sleep he’d had in years.
When the two finally woke again, the sun was already high in the sky. Zion immediately sprang out of bed and began dressing, the weight of responsibility settling back onto his shoulders.
He had holed himself up with Addison for three days, neglecting his duties, and there were pressing matters that required his attention around the pack grounds.
Addison stirred groggily, slowly sitting up, but before she could rise, Zion gently pushed her back down onto the bed. His voice was calm, almost emotionless. "Get some more rest. I’m heading to my office to handle the pack’s affairs."
Without waiting for Addison’s reply, Zion left the room in a flash and made his way straight to his office, where his Beta was already waiting. Back in the Alpha suite, Addison drifted back to sleep—her body still too weak to move.
Her legs trembled, and even the thought of standing felt impossible. She was so drained, it felt like even a soft breeze could knock her over. Besides, it was still early—so early the sun hadn’t even risen yet.
Meanwhile, as soon as Zion sat down in his chair, he didn’t waste a second. His gaze locked onto his Beta as he asked sharply, "So? Did the Royal Family respond to our message? When are they sending the convoy to escort the Princess back to the Royal Capital?"