Chapter twenty-eight

And like that he changed my pale complexion to snow white. I fell asleep and his words like bubbles kept chewing repeatedly in my head.

Alpha Andrea caught me under his flaps and for once I forgot everything I felt. Just like yesterday, I was battling with the decision to make, making me look like a pumpkin. I'm glued to my bed and I sniffed his scent lavender and rich scent out of the bed sheet. Could I get over Andrea that easily? I realized he wasn't here, I pulled on my gown and ran to the living room. The packhouse was unnaturally silent like I've ever seen the activities that were booming around the pack house had stilled.

Just then I recalled Andrea telling me that the wedding won't hold anymore, I ran back to my room, stumbling on the stairs before finally changing into something speaking to the eyes. I checked the kitchen again, I didn't want to conclude he had gone after Ramanov, but when I checked my pocket the letter was gone I started to tremble, 'could it… no it can't.'