Chapter 65

Cameron's Point Of View

I clenched my jaw tight as a sharp scream tore from Cirilla's lips from whatever Zeriyah was doing to her and Asher's growl instantly followed, his wolf a second of unleashing but I caught his eyes and shook my head, and his face only eased when Cirilla visibly relaxed.

Zeriyah turned to the table, nodding.

Alex was the first to speak. “How did you first meet Mason?”

I rolled my eyes as everyone's gaze shifted to Cirilla's.

“At the bar, I worked as a partimer one night. He seemed nice and harmless and I had no idea what or who he truly was, I didn't know who I was myself. But he obviously knew. I thought he cared genuinely about me,”

“So you had no idea who he was?” Alex repeated, and my daughter shook her head.

“No, I had no idea who he was,”

“What do you know about the prophecy?” Greg asked.

“I only found out about it a month ago. And I know that somehow I am the reason Mason is here, but contrary to what you may all think, I am not like him and will never b