chapter214

  "Lenora, is Jenny related to this incident?" He asked again, letting go of his soft grip on my arms. I was trapped, and I was unsure whether or not I should give him an answer. I might want Jenny dead and gone, but she's carrying an innocent child in her. If I tell him the truth, he wouldn't care about the child; he wouldn't care that the child belonged to Josh, but he would get rid of her in a blink of an eye. "She planned it with Anselm, didn't she?" He asked. I remained silent. "Lenora, Anselm isn't to be toyed with. If he's alive, then he wants nothing more than bloodshed," Alaric said, his voice loud with fear evident in it. "I know," I replied, if Anselm could be that cruel to those female wolves in that haunted place, then he most likely wants nothing but blood on his hands. "You know?" He asked. His eyes pierced into my skin. "Yes" "Did you see his face?" He asked. "No," I replied. I couldn't see his face. He made sure to hide it from me. He was always in the dark whenever he