Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Lydia’s Pov

As my attacker dragged me back from the meeting door and pulled me down the hallway, I knew two things.

One: I could totally beat up the person if I wanted to.

Two: I had no such desire.

Because it was Wilson.

At first, dread filled me, and I had been prepared to use all the fighting skills I spent hours learning with Lily, but the sweet cinnamon smell of Wilson hit me, and I realized I was being abducted by my beloved, so I let him take him.

Drusilla grumbled as Wilson held me tightly, my back flush against his chest.

But I was giddy with happiness.

This was it! This was his plan for us to elope and be happy together! Finally.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!” Wilson hissed harshly as he entered some sort of alcove and released me.

I blinked in surprise as I tried to figure out why he was cross with me.

“I don’t understand?”

“What part about eavesdropping on the King’s meeting seemed like a good idea to you?!” Wilson whispered hotly as he took a step b