Claimed by My Enemy Alpha Mate
Interesting, I raised my eyebrows, seeing a woman daring to catch Phoebe barehanded for the first time.
"Your Highness, shall we go?" Finally, finding an opportunity to speak, Veronica bent down, trying to show a friendly smile.
"Not in a hurry," the woman interrupted her, turning her face with a veil towards my direction suddenly, "Shouldn't the gentleman who has been peeping from the corner come out and show his face?"
A breeze blew, lifting a corner of the thin white veil. A pair of blue eyes, as if condensed from thousands of years of ice, quietly looked at me. I suddenly remembered the girl in my dream. I thought her empty eye sockets should also have such eyes.