The Lycan King's Captive
Catherine leaned against him, reading over his shoulder, her expression shifting to one of delighted interest.
"The High Council?" she said, her voice carrying false concern. "How intriguing. And she was reading this?" She turned those cold eyes on me. "My, my. Once a spy, always a spy, it seems."
"I wasn't…"
"How much did you read?" Kieran's voice was ice.
"I didn't…"
"Don't lie to me!" The roar echoed through the study, making me flinch. "How Much…Did...You Read?"
"All of it," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it was just…the seal caught my eye, and I thought maybe I should put it somewhere safe, and then I saw the mention of unusual events, and I…"