WHO IS SHE?

Audrey’s Pov.

“Fuck!” I yelled, slamming the book shut and throwing it across the room.

I stood up from the bed, my feet moving swiftly to the mirror as I stared at my tired and irritated face. I folded my hands underneath my breast, taking in my full expression. It was just mid-afternoon, and it looked like the longest day of my life.

After breakfast, I returned to this room with the butterflies and suspicions embedded in my stomach. While Asher had already been lovely to me throughout breakfast, there had been a pit of warning in my stomach with the way Alaric stood up and disappeared when it was obvious that he had been waiting for me to get to the table. And when I asked Asher, he replied, “He’s just throwing a fit of jealousy. Do not mind him.”

Even though he had said those words to me last night, and they had annoyed me madly, a part of me still did not like the angry Alaric.

“Well, flirty Alaric is more fun.” My wolf chided.

I growled under my breath, pulling my black hair to