Helen's P.O.V
Shit shit shit. She's dead. I should be relieved, but I'm not. Her mate is the Alpha of a Royals pack. They could easily snap me like a toothpick. Pacing up and down, I notice the blonde staring at me and I swear her face looks familiar..... She locks eyes with me and i swear she spoke into my head. "Hello Helen. Wondering why I'm not stuttering? Or why I'm not shaking in my shoes? I'll tell you. I know what you did. And I could easily spill it to.... Hmm your mate? Or maybe even your boss." I swear my heart stopped. She knows? How? Unless she was watching from the woods. Double shit. I could lose my mate is she spills. I put on a emotionless face and shrug my shoulders. "I dare you" I said, knowing she'd hear me over the crowd. "But I could cut your throat before you could even say hi." Her eyes widened slightly and I knew I hit a nerve. "You kinda need your voice to tell someone don't you?" She smirks, and I frown slightly. "See that is where you are wrong. You really do know nothing" With that, she yet again leaves me with the question in my head "Who is this girl?"
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