66. Clarissa

I stared out the window of my father's private jet, watching the clouds rush by below me. My mind was heavy with thoughts, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Thinking about everything gave me a headache and I just wanted to be somewhere quiet and think of what to do. Deep down, I wanted to believe Jalen but then, he wasn't innocent because I was taking him away from his coronation.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to face my dad. He was seated next to me, with a smug, triumphant grin spread across his face and he leaned back in his seat, stretching his arms behind his head like he just closed a big deal or won a contract.

"You look really happy Dad. Thank you for foiling my plan."

"Did he brainwash you? I can't believe you were so foolish to leave your family, your fortunes, or even your job you cared about because of a Lycan. You even stood your husband-to-be on the altar."

I drew in slow steady breaths and my hands clenched so tightly. My dad nudged me and I gave hi