Chapter thirty-eight

It was as if my mind had suddenly become clouded with rain as I started in Claire's eyes.

“Are you going to stay?“ She asked,

“I'm sorry Claire. But he promised to let me go—” I breathed, “besides I came here willingly.“ I added that part sounding firm.

I heard her break into a chuckle. “Is he showing you kindness, excessive care, trying to win your trust, have you seen how people around him tremble at his presence, the pack member— have you no clue?“ She said arching her left eyebrow, and I flashed my memories of everything, from the eeriness of his palace.

“That's not true.“ I was in denial but the smoke was already gathering. Alpha Ramanov was never a free spirit he made me believe he was, just like the alchemist said, people make you see the image they want to, and at last long, their true nature will dispose of them at your feet, was that what it is, the red flags right from the wood that night to Nancy and to the beta that appeared.

“Let's go Lucia—” I retreated my hands from h