Chapter-67

Ivy seemed wary as we followed after him and I kept myself absolutely focused, looking out for anything suspicious. There doesn’t seem to be any. The inside was intricately done and seemed old but charming. Orion led us through a corridor and then opened a door to the left. There was a disgusting, musty scent lingering in the air. It hurt my nose.

“Please come in,” he said. We stalked inside and a woman was standing by the window. She too was similarly dressed in black with a sharp, fiercely beautiful face but pale as death, dark hair tied intricately with those creepy red eyes.

“And this is my mate,” Orion said. “Venette.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” the woman said. “The young alpha of GrayCrest. Please have a seat.” She pointed to the couch and gave me a smile. I kept my expression even, taking a seat with Ivy following suit.

“Is that all? You and her?” she asked.

“No, we have a family too. But they prefer to stay away from werewolf company,” Venette replied. “Couldn’t force them.”

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