77| Quarrel

Angus' POV

One month has passed since the prom and Orla hasn't spoken to me since.

Everything was fine and going so well before that.

I know she is upset because I left her in the middle of the party, but I was also helpless. Someone else needed my assistance more than she did. And she needs to understand that as a Lycan king, I have a lot of responsibilities.

When the exam was due in a week, I returned to her house, though it was still difficult for me to do so. Like every other time I helped her in exam preparation, particularly for mathematics, I assumed she would require my assistance this time as well, but she didn't even speak to me. I tried to approach her to ask if she needs me for anything, or clarify things with her but she didn't give me the chance.

I didn't get to see her at the dining table because she was eating in her room, which she used to keep securely locked from the inside. I got a few passes from her when she came out, but she was very cold to me and treated me