Noah.
I couldn't shake the feeling that Anabel was up to something. Ever since I spotted her, something about the situation had felt off.
No matter how much I thought about it, none of it made any sense.
More importantly..What exactly was the Lycan Prince planning by inviting her here?
The question kept circling through my mind.
He couldn't seriously expect me to believe she was merely representing an Alpha.
That explanation didn't add up at all.
Not when he was fully aware that her brothers were already here, living under his own territory.
There was absolutely no reason to summon her personally. Unless...there was another motive.
The more I thought about it, the more suspicious everything became.
I remained lost in my thoughts until something suddenly caught my attention.
My gaze drifted toward Anabel's hair, and carefully tucked among the strands was an elegant hairpin. Its craftsmanship immediately stood out.
Then I noticed the symbol engraved upon it—the Lycan crest.
