Chapter sixty-one

“What have you done Ramanov!” Lola said as she stormed into the room, and Ramanov just stood looking, they have both been like this for close up to hours.

“Lucia—” Lola called taping on my cheeks, I could tell my impulses had gone and I was just like a log of wood lying lifeless in the hand of my mate; Andrea still refused to believe everything, from the fact I had shifted into a white wolf to the incident I saved him, he covered me in my cloak, holding me close to his chest. My eyes were blurry but I could see his chiselled cheekbone.

“She is still alive right?” He asked Lola, peering into my eyes, Lola was not good at lying, she nodded subconsciously and she regretted nodding after. Andrea, furious with all his rage, wanted to throw himself at Ramanov, Lola tapped on his shoulder, Lola was whispering something ancient into my ears, as they fought, she tried shouting to stop them but her voice was just like a puff in the air, weightless and racked.

The fact that I couldn't wake up d