Hundred and Twenty Eight

NATALIA’S POV

“James?” I muttered to myself as I watched the tall figure walk between the royal guards with purpose. How the heck did James find his way into this pack? That can’t be possible.

But my eyes would never mistake someone else for him. I would recognize that face even in my sleep. One of the main reasons why I was in this whole situation in the first place, was the person that haunted my nightmares for years on end. “James” I tasted his name in my mouth again, taking care not to speak out too loud to gain attention.

I made sure until they were far gone before I walked out of my hideout, my package tightly held in my hand.

“How?” I murmured as I walked toward the initial path I was supposed to take. “How can James be in this pack” I spoke lowly to myself. Too stunned to care about passersby who might think I was a crazy young lazy.

“Why the hell is James doing here” I chanted in my head walking forward with no direction. Not until I heard that cheerful voice did I realize