The Lycan King's Captive
Catherine stood at the center of a group of elegantly dressed women, her blonde hair perfectly styled, her dress worth more than most people earned in a year.
"Elena!" She waved me over with false enthusiasm. "You came! I was worried you might try to avoid us."
Because I would rather face assassins again than spend an afternoon with you, I thought, but I forced a smile instead. "Of course not, my lady. Thank you for the invitation."
The other women introduced themselves… Lady Victoria, Lady Morgana, Lady Seraphina, and several others whose names immediately slipped from my mind. They looked at me with that same predatory interest from yesterday, like cats playing with a mouse before devourin