r bed, unsure of what she had ju

ing to read her thoughts. Waverly hesitated before stretching her arm out to touch the box. She ran her

ls, to just let her go? Did he feel guilty? Apologetic? No, he was the Crimson Wolf, he didn’t feel any of those things. This had

ainer back towards him. “Thank you,” she

ened as he stared at her. “

ked around the empty room. “This dreary room for three days with no explanation and no one to talk

th a hint of anger. “You had the servants.

uld he be so…harsh? “Every year you have your sacrifices, forcing packs to give one

enched and he spoke through half

n’t know me if you think I’m going to sit he

visible. “What games?! What part of ‘you’re f

unned by his accusations. “Daft?! How

ant it or your freedom, then that’s your choice. But don’t you dare ask my people if

ons running high. So, they did tell him about her requests. What else did he know? Waverly sighed and sat back do

table. “I’ll leave it here. If you change yo

of his pocket. Waverly studied his movements. His walk was confident and robust and he pushed back his combed bronze ha

s your

he doorknob. He turned his head in her dir

wye

, with the lock c

mained in Trinity Mountains, the more questions she had and surprises she met. As she laid still, c

t seemed to be his back facing her. His solid frame was now a light grey, almost like i

houette walked slowly towards the other man. Waverly tried to yell out to caution her mysterious companion, but neither of them paid any atte

and searched around the room, trying to orient herself. When she sat up, she locked

st. “It’s…4pm. But I suppose, what else are you to do when you’re in this place?” He took a loo

more aware of himself and his impact. He sat up in the chair and spread his legs open, his running shoes hitting the floor in the process. Her senses sta

are

two front teeth. “I suppose we haven’t formally met yet, have we? I’m Christopher,

she probed, still trying

and pulled out a key similar to th

did

tended a hand into the bag that was on the floor beside him. Waverly glared at his arm, which was

n so busy with the Lunar Eclipse coming up next month, I thought I’d bring you by some entertainment.”

he said curiously. Even though she was weary of the man in front of her, it had

re we

through. She then shut it and looked up at Christopher, who now sat with his l

she asked, peering at him

He took one of his hands and pushed it through his curly hair. “But there is something

the feeling in her body g

packs, the Lunar Eclipse is a special event, a time for celebration and feasts. And don’

rom her. This was the most she had spoken to and received answer

law called The Pausanias Law. In return, a wizard cast a curse on him, stating that if he didn’t find his mate wit

were the answers she was searching for since she arrived.

e. But if she was there as a sacrifice, why did he not want to try? Didn’t he wan

uffled laughter from outside bounced off the walls. She turned at looked at

“We can’t,” he said, solemnly. “That’s why I came