ELI’S POV“How did you find me?” She asks as the door clicks shut behind us. Her arms are crossed, her gaze sharp and piercing.I don’t answer right away. Instead, I study her—she's short, wiry, aged by something more than just time. She's clearly not afraid of me, but she's guarded and she doesn’t want me here. That much is obvious.“You know who I am,” I say, my voice steady.“I do,” she mutters. “But that is not the point nor the question I asked. How did you find me?"I let out a sharp breath. Of course, she won’t make this easy. “My father, Richard, he mentioned you a lot in his journals before he died. Your name kept coming up, over and over again. You and a certain… Helena.”Her expression doesn’t change. If she feels anything hearing my father’s name, she buries it deep.“What do you want from me?” Her voice is sharp and dismissive. “I left that life behind for a reason and I want nothing to do with werewolves or your world.”“I understand that,” I say, keeping my frustration
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-11-18 Baca selengkapnya