Chapter 83: Spirit of honesty

Chad's POV

Genevieve Bull, tall. Beautiful. Dreamy eyes. with a stunning glare and the curiosity of a black cat. I stared but only briefly.

I have to come up with a plan on how to break the news to her mate without triggering an ancient tradition of a duel. Where I will be required to fight Elijah for my sins, a fight to the death actually and with the goddess on his side, it was a fight I was bound to lose.

Losing to him would be honorable and certainly the right thing to do but I am a Black, we hardly do the right thing and I would have to kill Elijah.

Shame.

He was a good Beta and partner in my scheme to regain what was rightfully mine to begin with.

I returned my attention and gaze to Evie. For some reason I longed to satisfy that curiosity in her eyes.

"What are you doing here, Evie?" I asked her bluntly.

I was never one to beat around the bush when I could be blunt about my questions. My late mate used to joke that I had the patience of a castrated bush rat when it came t