Chapter 68

Here I am again, dreaming. As if it’s the kingdom I ruled.

But this time, it is not about Eliane. It is about Rowena Cruz, the friend who betrayed us.

I admit we have only interacted briefly in that ghostly apparition of hers last night. But the way she cared for me during the days she was still alive—how she told me to run at that very night, at the night of my wedding in front of a so-called Jason…it makes me feel guilty.

Rowena saved me that night, saved my heart from being torn away from my body on the very day that I will be giving my heart to my Alpha.

“I thought you were going to deliver her to us.” The Hearteaters sneered down at Rowena, “Why did you tell her to run then?” That voice of utter darkness and unearthliness is making me grip the bars tightly as I stood as a phantom observing them. If shadows could speak, that would be the Hearteaters’ voice. One that you pray that you will never be able to hear again. One that you