17; Caught up.

Camila Castello.

Adrian Moretti on the same team as Klaus—I’d be stupid to not see what this means. Klaus, Late King’s right hand man and the same person on the same boat my packs’ massacre—the same person that spoke of sacrificing my child for whatever voodoo shit they had planned, on the same team as Adrian.

I’d be honest with you—in these past seven years, I had considered giving him the benefit of doubt. The one I had my hatred most directed towards was The King, for I felt he’s the root of all the problems—he’s the evilest one and perhaps, Adrian and I were simply collateral damage.

It doesn’t mean I don’t hate him as well. I just thought he’s a little bit better than the old man. I should’ve known better. For him to be on the same team as Klaus, there’s no denying it—perhaps, he’s the mastermind behind it all. And the knowledge that he’s the one my hatred should’ve been directed towards all the time rammed into me like a truck. It knocked the breath right out of me.

“Are you