Chosen By The Lycan King
Since I wanted Eric to think I was still the same weakling he knew me as before, I rampaged through my wardrobe and found the most.
A smile formed on my lips as I found the perfect piece. I changed into a white, innocent-looking box collar dress and paired it with black rubber shoes while tying my hair in a simple, messy bun.
When I came out of my room, I heard the door next to mine open and involuntarily swallowed Zane’s dimmed expression as he closed his door and stared at me blankly.
He’s wearing combat clothes – camouflage pants, a black shirt with a leather jacket, and tactical boots. With that menacing look on his face and the glinting worried eyes he wore, I wouldn’t deny the fact tha