Chapter 312 Ss BECKY After our conversation with Oliver Moses, Dickson and I had been seized by


    the Moses guards and taken into a room that appeared to be used for interrogation. The door was


    crafted from iron and there were no windows, so the room was dim and quiet. There were only a pair of


    chairs, each a little rickety and old-looking. It was a pathetic, deste sort of ce, which was surely


    on purpose.


    Time didn’t make much sense in there and I soon couldn''t figure out how long we’d been locked in. My


    body ached and my mind was spinning out with a million thoughts as I absorbed all of the information


    I''d heard in the past


    couple of days.


    I had thought Oliver Moses would quickly find out the truth or ask me to confront Adalyn again, but


    Dickson thought the opposite when I presented the idea to him.


    “Look at this ce, Becky,” he said, his voice gloomy and negative. “No one is going to visit us any


    time soon.” Sadly, he appeared to be correct, and his point was only proven as time went on. Though


    we had no clock or watch, or even sunlight to give us any indication, I had the sense we had been


    there for a while, and with every passing second, my resolve weakened.


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    I didn’t understand why Oliver Moses didn’t act. I thought I had been


    convincing enough for him to let us ￡20 or at least let us out of there, We sat down for a bit to rest our


    aching legs but when I grew bored and tired of the silence, I went to the door and tried my hand at


    messing with the lock.


    Unfortunately for me, it was impossible to manage with the cuffs around my wrists.


    “I thought you had a way to open the locks on these things,” I murmured in annoyance as I faced


    Dickson.


    He didn’t say anything but his cheeks darkened a little. His blue eyes were fixated on the ground and I


    grew confused at his demeanor.


    “How were you able to sneak into the House of Moses?” I asked him as my eyebrows creased


    together.


    wy CY SVnNvo I waited for an answer but it never came. I didn’t understand why he was suddenly


    acting so silent and strange about things. I didn’t want to be suspicious of him, but my curiosity was


    growing by the second and I needed to know why he was being so odd.


    “Dickson?” I prompted him again.


    “How were you able to sneak into the House of Moses?” The silence was heavy until finally, Dickson


    looked up at me.


    “I don’t know how to exin,” he muttered, and then he let out a soft sigh. “It’s... it’s a skill I guess.


    Comes from my past but I don’t really wanna talk about it, okay?” I frowned and blinked at him a few


    times.


    A skill? And a past he didn’t want to talk about? Had Dickson been a thief before he became a healer?


    If that was the truth, I could understand why he didn’t want to talk about it, but still. That was heavy


    information and it was strange that it hadn’te up in any of our prior conversations.


    Before I could think on it for too long, Dickson quickly shifted the subject.


    “How is Ss?” he wondered.


    A small sigh escaped me as | remembered Ss. The very reason we were in this mess in the first


    ce.


    “1 didn’t lie to Oliver,” I said as I met Dickson’s gaze. “Adalyn bribed the head of healers to give him


    medicine to


    keep him unconscious.” Dickson nodded and after a pause, spoke again. “That’s not what I meant.


    I figured you weren’t lying. I guess I wanted to know if you knew something more since there’s the mate


    bond.” “Oh,” I uttered and suddenly heat came to my cheeks.


    “Is it indeed as unbreakable as Oliver said?” he wondered.


    I shrugged as the heat deepened further. “I don’t know, honestly. Mate bonds are so rare. I don’t know


    how they work.” He nodded again.


    We fell quiet and then Dickson approached me. He wore a strange expression and his cheeks


    appeared to be as flushed as mine felt. There was


    something on his mind and I wasn’t sure what.


    He cleared his throat finally. “Becky, if we were able to escape and survive this time, would you be


    willing to leave the country with me?” My jaw dropped and I stared at him in shock. I didn’t understand


    what he meant by that. Why would he want to leave Wega? Just as I was about to speak and ask


    him as much, we heard the sound of the lock click, and I stiffened, prepared for a guard to enter. But


    much to my surprise, when the door opened, light flooded in, and it wasn’t a guard of a soldier.


    It was Ss.


    For a second, I thought I was dreaming


    or hallucinating, but when I caught his scent, I knew I wasn’t. Ss Moses was in the room with us. His


    complexion was pale, but he was alive and conscious.


    “It’s time to leave,” he said clearly as his golden eyes stared into mine.


    sok ok Ss didn’t exin much about his condition. He only told us that he had known Adalyn’s n


    long ago. The medicine had worked for a bit, but as his body got used to it, it became less effective,


    and soon, he was able to stay awake. So, to keep Adalyn from having the healer up the dosage, he


    merely pretended to be asleep to find out what she wanted.


    Though I was d he was alive and mostly well, irritation bloomed within


    me. I had been so worried about him and risked my life to see if he was still alive or not and he had just


    pretended to be unconscious? Ss seemed to sense my annoyance and nced down at me with a


    strange look on his face.


    “I’m d you were worried about me,” he said softly, just low enough for only me to hear.


    I sighed and tried to shove away my agitation.


    “Why did you decide to wake up now?” I wondered.


    “Because it was the right time,” he said vaguely.


    The right time? The right time for what?


    We suddenly stopped walking and stood in front of the room, I heard amotion inside and without


    hesitation, opened the door to reveal Adalyn and Cassandra. Before the excitement and happiness of


    reuniting with my dear friend engulfed me, I noticed that Adalyn’s ws were sharpened and aimed at


    Marco.


    Was she holding the prince hostage? Adalyn’s eyes widened as she noticed us and grew wider when


    she saw Ss.


    “Sister,” Ss spoke up and Adalyn shivered She shoved Marco''s shoulder, pushing him onto the floor,


    and then began tough like a crazy person. She waved a


    knife in the air and muttered to herself, Ss stepped forward and tried to plead with her.


    “Sister,” he said in a softer voice.


    But Adalyn didn’t care.


    “Step back!” she snarled as she waved the knife in his direction. “I''ll kill you.


    I''ll kill all of you!” She red at us and then suddenly ran, pushing past us and then taking off down the


    corridor.