Chapter eighty-five

Ariah's POV

I was greatly shaken by that incident, not the attack, but the accusations.

Everyone was against me, standing in front of them without Ethan by my side for that brief moment, I felt the pang of the bad energy emitting from everyone in the pack. And it was all directed at me.

I went pale with fright at that moment, this had all been a plot against me. From their eyes, I imagined all of them conniving against me, it was a hellish thought.

I didn't want Ethan to leave my side after he took me to the bedroom, I didn't want to be alone for even a second. I heard him assigning guards to guard the door of the room, but I didn't feel safe.

What if the guards just walked in and took me away? What if the guards felt the same way about me as just the rest of the pack and Layla did? What if they just snuck in at any moment now and did damage to me?

I kept staring at the door, my sweat was cold against the skin of my forehead and it trickled down my neck, my heart was hammering a