Jessica’s POV
Later that night, I went to the veranda at the back of the pack house and leaned on the half-wall fence, breathing in some fresh air, which gave relief to my heart that’s recently been feeling heavy and tight.
“Are you sure about this?” Zane asked, resting his one arm around my waist and another hand leaning on the fence with his face turned toward me.
Leaning my head on his shoulder, I heaved a sigh, softly replying, “I need to be. If we don’t figure out who Eric is working with, this kingdom will be more than just a political problem.”
“We’ll have a war…” I silently thought, not wanting to voice it out as I felt like I was foreseeing it from happening.
Pressing a kiss on my temple, I uttered with a tone of promise, “I won’t let anything happen to you.”
I smiled, but d
