Hundred and twenty- seven

“Um…Ameris, I think?” Irene affirmed and a jolt of excitement bolted through me at it.

I already knew it was Ameris she was talking about, but to really verify, for me to know that it was true, I had to ask. And that it was, I needed her to tell me what she knows.

“Please tell me all you know about her. I’m really curious about the Red String of Fate. Once I picked it up, I was so intrigued by it, and I found it hard to drop the book down,” I lied through my teeth, hoping she would go along with my bullshit. There was no way in hell that I would tell her about Ameris being connected with me somehow.

Thankfully, she didn’t catch on to my lie, and rather, she smiled quite smugly, probably thinking I was seeking her wisdom and knowledge, which I wasn’t— at least, not in the sense that she was thinking.

“Well, I know that Ameris claimed that she was mated to a Lycan, kind of preposterous, I know,” Irene rolled her eyes pretentiously and I fought the urge to bite back at her. If only she