Three hard knocks came from the other side of the door.
“Luna Malia,” the guard called. “The Alpha’s order is finished. You are free to leave your room and move about the mansion again.”
I forced myself to breathe.
If I stayed silent, he would become suspicious.
“I heard you,” I called back. “Give me a few minutes.”
“Of course. I’ll wait outside.”
My stomach dropped. He was going to wait.
I looked at Deucalion. He was still lying on the bed, completely unconscious. For one second, fear ran through me. What if he woke up? What if he remembered everything? What if he realized what I had done before I could get away?
I pushed those thoughts aside. I grabbed my bag and hid it under my dress as best I could. Then I opened the door.
The guard stood a few steps away. “Are you all right,
