Chapter 211

Night finally came.

Ismena and Wolfaraine stood facing each other in his chambers. The huge white wolf came too, at the urging of Ismena, and it sat at its hunches at the other side of the bedroom, just watching them.

Outside, Alphose stood at the gate of the tower, pretending to guard the gates as a sentinel while tuning in to the Alpha King's bed chambers.

Ismena has the liquid concoction of Rhodium and Morgan Silver hidden under the bed, directly behind her. Even the garlic was hidden right there.

Wolfaraine watched her carefully. He palmed her cheek, "Are you sure you want to do this, honey?" He asked in a very gentle voice, "The scent of your fear is thick in the air. You are very nervous."

Ismena WAS nervous. She is about to meet a very powerful predator who hates her gut and the very air she breathes, of course she is fucking terrified.

She wiped her sweaty palms on her clothes, the thudding of her heart in her chest was very loud to her ears too.

Oh God, ohgod, ohgod, ohgod,