Chapter Twenty one

DNLL 21

Lirien's point of view

I stared at Donavon, that goddamn alpha, straight in the eye.

And I knew he saw that too.

There has to be something else about his uncanny hatred for me.

"Take her back into her room," he said, and the guard moved towards me.

I shrugged his hands from my body, if that would warrant death, that would be better.

It had been a month. Since the hotel incident had happened, I could only thank my stars. I wasn't pregnant, for this goddamn alpha.

I walked back to my room, and the reason it did not hurt as much as I expected was something I needed to rethink.

And Hart, it's been days since I last saw him.

I stepped away from my room, to the guard's quarters, and thanks to that alpha Volkov, I looked more like a real person.

No guard stopped me from going in search of him, at every point that they normally did, and I just walked majestically away from them.

"Hart," I called upon sighting him from the distance, and he turned to look at where the voice c