Chapter sixty-three

Amelia's pov:

Every damn thing that he is saying sounds weird to me.

Something seems off about him.

I knew that no rogues were after him, this is one of his makeup stories.

Strangely, he left before I could even wake up and came back now all wet and soaked with water.

And right now, he wants us to pack and flee to another place.

Like seriously who does that without a valid reason?

Even if he has a solid reason, I still need to know what it is all about.

And not some dog and bull story that he suddenly forms over his head.

I am damn tired of being kept in the dark, I need to know what is actually happening around me.

It is damn obvious that he doesn't want to talk and if I kept quiet and compiled and moved with him to God knows where.

He is still not going to open up to me no matter what.

How sure am I that I am safe here with him or wherever that he is planning to take me?

The strange calls and his awful movements are enough to leave some doubts within me.

His recent behaviors left so