Chapter 84

“White wolf,” the room was filled with murmur, all were discussing only one thing and that was my origin. The boy’s eyes glinted as he moved toward me. I could feel the tension rise in the air, thick and heavy like a storm about to break. Nathan didn’t waste a second, stepping to my side and pulling me into his arms. His grip was firm, but I could feel the fear lacing his protectiveness. Tristan, however, was more direct. He stepped in front of me, his broad shoulders blocking my view of Ryan entirely. "What do you want? Ryan" Tristan growled, his voice low, warning. Ryan smirked, unfazed by the hostility radiating off the twins. His gaze shifted past Tristan and landed on me, that glint in his eye intensifying. "It’s not about what I want," he said, his voice smooth and calm, as though we were simply discussing the weather. "It’s about what *you* want, Ella." My stomach tightened. "You want answers, don’t you?" Ryan’s words were quiet, almost coaxing. "I can give them to you. About th