Cursed to be my Mate
Amira replied, leaning on her side and resting her head on her hand, elbow against the floor.
What was this about Demon?
Demon, are you a problem? Of course, Amira knew there was some sort of temper from the wolf, and he’d been known to kill…
Demon growled back in response. Amira could discern his irritation about Rhys and Nisha being confined in the cell, but he comprehended her reasoning behind this choice. Hence, he instructed her to gather these books and peruse them. Though Amira had yet to unravel the purpose of all this. It was the royal family tree, some diaries and a bunch of scrolls, primarily inscribed in the ancient language she had only studied at a beginner level before she bec