Is she crazy?

Noah's pov

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I was in the arena, listening to my Beta with him telling me about something but my eyes sneak to stare at those hazel eyes looking too fascinated with the girls fighting.She was right when she said earlier that she didn’t belong to this world. Indeed she didn’t.

She was different… very different. Her eyes have the curiosity of a kid as she looked at everything like she was seeing it the first time. With each bow Jasmine lands , she flinches looking scared and I wondered if this was the same girl that audaciously wrapped my hand around her neck and ordered me to kill her.

Our last conversation showed me a different side of her I didn’t thought existed. And I smirk remembering it. I clearly remember those defying adamant eyes and I chuckle in my mind. She played me well, I must give her that. Acting to be that submissive doll who agrees to every order I used to give.To only be a rebellious brat under neath. I was surprised seeing so much audacity left in her, despite li