Chapter Twenty-Six – Meeting with the Cold Prince

Lydia was both infuriated and oddly excited about her findings. She wasn't sure why she followed him but she needed to see him confirm it and not give her a guilty look. She caught up with Scott as he petted an injured wolf. 'Why are you here? It's dangerous" his eyes shook. She hesitated before speaking, 'You kept those secrets all those years. Why? Cos you felt guilty?" she folded her arms. He looked away, 'Whatever. Just go back". He hated having to remember that. It hunted his dreams. Seeing the blood all over her head and watching her being dragged away from him. Yes, he felt guilty. He heard her sigh. 'I wanna help. And don't stop me. Margaret had tricked the Prince and brought the girl. If I don't help somehow, she'd keep bragging about this". Scott sighed too, 'And you're still stubborn" 'Why, would you prefer your childhood friend to have changed much?" she strutted towards him. He looked away and faced his back to her, 'Climb then. Don't slow me down". She yelped in