Zion stepped forward and reached for the door, but the omega quickly blocked his path despite her body trembling with fear. She stood firm, her voice wavering but resolute. "Alpha Zion, Luna Claire needs rest. She's just come out of danger—she needs sleep. The doctor will come out shortly. Please wait a moment."
That a mere omega would dare to stop him, an Alpha, from entering a room in his own territory was unheard of. It was a first, and it only fueled the growing suspicion gnawing at Zion. He didn't want to believe that Claire was hiding something, or worse, that someone in his pack might be trying to harm her. But either possibility was deeply troubling.
If someone inside was planning to harm Claire, it would only intensify the pressure on his pack. The perpetrator might even try to shift the blame, claiming that his missing Luna had run away out of guilt and fear of retribution from the royal family.
