Chapter fifty- one

Emily’s POV

“I want to go home,” I told him and I watched his eyes grow wide.

“I want to go back to the castle” I quickly corrected and I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks.

Did I just refer to the castle as home?

“Of course you just did. It is your home after all” I heard my wolf arguing back in my head.

If I was alone, we would have had an intense argument about this point.

But the King was looking at me, watching my every movement like a hawk . I didn’t think he was able to hear us, but he seemed to always be listening for something.

Even when he wasn’t talking with us.

“Okay,” He answered.

The same waitress came trembling back and after he paid, we left. But I could still feel her gaze on us, on me as if she felt sorry for me.

“No need to spell it out sis, I feel sorry for myself as well” I mumbled in the secrecy of my head.

When we got back to the car and he began to drive off, I realized that it wasn't the same route we followed earlier.

But where was he taking me? Was th