44 - The Killer

"He threatened to hurt you if I didn't marry Anastasia," he said.

For me, his words were like making half my world fall apart. All kinds of bad premonitions as well as the picture of Arthur's personality in my mind that I had already scribbled, turned into a confusing grey pseudo.

As soon as I learnt what made Arthur reject me in favour of marrying Anastasia, my heart turned to mush.

So, all this time Arthur was protecting me?

"You're not lying, are you?" I said in disbelief. He only glanced at me briefly before throwing his gaze back to the front, as if he could already guess what I was going to say after this.

"Whether you believe me or not is up to you," he said with a long sigh. "One thing's for sure, I didn't want it to come to this. And you should be careful with Gabriel, Isabelle. He's not just any Alpha. You may not know that he's—"

/Knock. Knock. Knock./

We both simultaneously turned our heads to the door of this room which was shaking thanks to someone rudely knocking on it.