Chapter # 72

When I thought I had earned a reprieve from my disturbing situation, from the imprisonment shackles known as my marriage-

I was NOT prepared for my upcoming ordeal.

‘Finally, no fetter can hold me back, I can now run to him,’ I thought merrily, heaving a sigh of calmness.

Relieved at my liberation from Kyle’s shadow.

I was happy that I didn’t have to be with him anymore and that everything would be alright now.

I had firm faith to gain Denzel’s companionship now.

Until the door knocked and the man I least wanted to see came.

“Who is it?”

“Eliana,”

Armiz.

Honestly, I had no proper introduction of him.

I had no idea who he was except him and Denzel were on terrible terms and he was unbelievably strong that everyone was frightened of him.

“Eliana, I know you are there,”

What did Denzel say back then- Ah, the community’s strongest. What community? Probably of werewolves.

And him being here meant trouble without a doubt.

“Open the door, I am here to talk,” He breathed out, sounding calm