CHAPTER 9

SONIA’S POV.

I was bound by the hands like a prisoner as we made our way to the Lycan King's territory. Michael had not spoken to me since last night, and it made me uncomfortable. I wonder what was on his mind; was he going to punish me or, worse, kill me? He wouldn't kill me, right? After all, I had saved him when my pack guards tried to kill him and sacrificed my own chances of going back home. I had a higher chance of being forgiven when I ran away from the wedding, but now, the prospect of my family or pack accepting me seemed nearly impossible.

"Are you not going to say anything to me?" I asked, unable to bear the awkward silence any longer.

"Say something about what?" he responded calmly, still avoiding eye contact.

I sighed. "About last night? Are you going to talk about it?" I pressed.

"No. There is nothing for me to discuss," he replied nonchalantly.

But his response did not satisfy me. I wondered what was going on in his mind. I have heard tales of his cruelty and merciless