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Chapter 18 Confrontation at Court

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“Nonsense!” Lord Marcel Fox roared. His eyes, uptilted and narrowed, made him appear more like his namesake than a werewolf, and I sat back and watched patiently as he scolded his daughter. His angular face went scarlet with anger as he stood over Skyla, who was kneeling on the ground, sobbing. Her face was pale and her light green eyes were bloodshot as she wept.

Anastasia was perched on a settee beside them, a bored expression on her face. She gazed down at her long, perfectly manicured nails as her relatives quarreled.

As Skyla’s wailing continued, I gritted my teeth in frustration and gripped the chair beneath me. The sound of it was grating and I wanted nothing more than to finish with this business.

“I’m sorry, F-F-Father,” Skyla stammered and sniffled. “I just wanted to m-mess with her-”

“Mess with her?” Marcel thundered. “Have you lost your mind, Skyla? Look at what you’ve done! You’re lucky that nothing more happened out there!”

His daughter’s shoulders tightened as sh
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