The Oath

Rose nodded her head gently. She was met with Dominic's eyes. His burning gaze could kill her and bring her back to breathe on his air. Her hands held each other as she looked at him, "How many people know of this?"

"Not a lot," he started, "My late mother, my father, Cain, and you."

Rose tilted her neck, "I thought Lady Ashley knew," she whispered, receiving a shake of his head.

"She witness a simple silhouette from me on my werewolf form to scare her enough to death. The rest are unspoken theory which they put two together to create a bigger picture," Dominic responded to her words tenderly. If one had ever seen him spoken, they would be surprised to the first ever gentleness he uttered from his lips. "Veronica, Shawn, and some others only guessed."

"I see," whispered Rose to herself. It was why people had rumored him as a walking curse. She looked at him who was sitting on the side of her bed, pity spreading in her heart. Knowing how he had been avoided and feared for being cursed,