The triplets tensed up, casting wary glances at one another.
My heart raced, and I eagerly rushed to the window, peering past the bars with a hopeful expression on my face. Maybe it was Willow's wolf returning, and I would be able to clear my name. Or it could be Lucien, ready to rain hell on the triplets for daring to kidnap and imprison me. It would be difficult for him to fight all of them at once, but I still desperately wanted it to be him.
I wanted to see him so badly my soul ached with want. As I was staring outside, I failed to notice the faint expression of hurt that crossed Rowan's eyes.
Meanwhile, Cassian grabbed me and tried to pull me away from the window, while I held on the windowsill for dear life. "Don't you dare think about escaping, you little―"
The bushes rustled again, and a wolf emerged.
But the wolf that appeared wasn't Lucien's wolf. Nor was it Willow's bedraggled wolf that I had caught sight of earlier. It wasn't even Jessie.
