I made myself a mug of hot cocoa before bed, my hands wrapping around the warm ceramic as I stood alone in my quiet kitchen. My mind was racing, a chaotic mess of fear and anxiety that refused to settle. I kept praying that my secret meetings with Enoch wouldn't get caught by Raya or the security team at Axiom. If they found out I was leaking blueprints, my life would be completely over, destroyed in an instant.
I leaned against the counter and took a slow sip, trying to calm my frayed nerves, but my thoughts immediately drifted back to the living room where Enoch had been sitting. Enoch was just so weird. And incredibly rude. For a loyal pack soldier who was supposedly risking his life to rescue his beloved king, he acted cold, distant, and completely unbothered by Ravenna's suffering. Something about him felt deeply wrong.
Lost in my head, I took a large gulp of the hot liquid without thinking.
