Chapter 52

My Lycan Prince.

Chapter Fifty-Two.

My body was trembling, I was afraid to turn around. Afraid to face him. Avery tugs on my hand and I Glanced down at him.

“Mommy, who’s that man?” He whispers.

I close my eyes and turn around.

My lips parted, when His blue eyes locked mine. He’s wearing a formal wedding suit black tux with a white button down and yellow tie. His brown hair was still tousled only his face was no longer smooth he has a five o clock shadow which only adds to his handsome face.

No. Just stop Lily, you didn’t come here for him. You came for Clara.

Don’t get drawn back into his arms he will only hurt you more.

Archer's jaw tics when my eyes locked back in his. I knew he wouldn’t be happy about me faking my death but he wasn’t the one hurting…I was.

Archer took steps toward me and Avery’s grip on my hand tightened and he hid behind me and Archer glanced down at him then back at me before he disappeared into the door beside the one I was going into too.

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Clara and Dw