Chapter 22

"Because you're not pretty!" Lucian's cold voice not only cut right through the dark she-heart, wolf's but it also made the four shadowy beings watching them from a distance gasp.

They held their breath and watched as Lucian pushed the she-wolf quickly through the portal.

Otsana's hands were balled up. She had never been more angry at Lucian than she was now. She had a hard time believing that he could say something like that for a moment. Otsana had heard it all. She had heard Lucian question a woman's strength and intelligence, but she had put up with his extreme views until now. This, however, was a completely different crime, and he had the nerve to say it to his friend. She was just a small puppy who didn't do anything wrong.

"I can make his drink bad. It would be simple for everyone, "Otsana made a move. Fowol sighed next to her, and Aphrodite made a laughing sound. While that was going on, Eros was busy picking out the sharpest arrow from his quiver.

"That wouldn't help at all.