Chapter 431: When Worry Becomes a Crowd I
Some Minutes Before
Lysander's eyes widened.
For a heartbeat, the words did not register properly.
"…Sophia?" he repeated.
Miles nodded slowly, his face still pale from exhaustion and dried blood. "She's with Alpha Orion. They went to find Ronan."
Lysander frowned. It seemed there was a lot he had missed in just a short time. He turned to Caspian and Daniel.
"…You knew?" he asked quietly.
Daniel hesitated only a fraction of a second before nodding.
"We've had some time," he said carefully, "to talk with Miles and Genevieve. We were waiting for you to tell us whether the boy would survive first."
Caspian inclined his head in agreement.
Lysander let out a slow breath through his nose.
Daniel shifted slightly—and only then did Lysander notice what he was holding.
It was a small pouch, but he knew the scent.
His eyes lifted slowly to Daniel's face.
"Where did you get that pouch?" Lysander asked quietly.
