Spite and hatred

Alder pov

Inhaled a huge breath of air as I looked up at the roof that was above my head, it has been so long since I slept on it and it almost felt strange for me not to feel something hard and I'll come to the well they said my back and I was getting a use to it now.

The time that I had been forced to spend in that cell was now like a blurry dream to me that I did not even want to buy them myself by remembering it at all the only thing I wanted to remember was my mate because I missed her so badly at least when I was in the policy could be seeing her or at least cling to The hope of seeing her but I'm sure that if I sleep if I had put her in a difficult position.

i sincerely doubt that she will

be able to trust me if we saw each other face-to-face again unless I have concrete evidence backing me.

However, the evidence was no longer a problem anymore.

The escape out of the palace has been quite hectic and because of how tired I was I could barely even remember the details at a