Chapter 127

　　Louisa's POV 　　I cried myself a river in his arms. He lifted me, carried me back to the box, and placed me gently on the sofa. 　　I leaned against his chest and wept silently. 　　We stayed like that for a while without saying anything. I could hear the auction had already taken place with the auctioneer introducing some antiques and announcing the bidding price repeatedly. 　　"I don't know why I've said those mean things to Will. All he wanted to do was to help me." I whispered. "I used to be regarded as a freak and retarded in my father's tribe. People didn't want to talk to me, because I was either too weak or too slow, too stinky or too skinny. Nobody would pay attention to me other than my old nanny and Uma the Shaman doctor." 　　Talking about Uma, my heart started to throb again. 　　"I don't want to be treated like a freak. But the way people look at me..." I covered my face and couldn't continue my speech. 　　Alpha Zackery removed my hands from my face and said, "I know what you mean