Chapter thirteen

Chapter thirteen

Celene’s POV

“I don’t like being kept waiting.” His voice whispers into my ears as he pulls out the chair at the edge of the table. I itched to tear his hands off me where they stayed steering me to the seat, the touch bunting into the skin making me more aware of the height difference between us both.

“This woman belongs to me now!” His claim on me rings through my head as he lowers me into the seat before settling down in his. My head turns as I notice the difference in the seating arrangements along with the new face seated on the opposite side of me.

Dad and Valerie were seated at the other end of the rather large table situated in the center of the room, the square ends sticking out of the cloth used to decorate the wooden masterpiece. The new face was opposite me with Ella seated at his side and my eyes noticed the only other person in the room.

Cristoph was seated right next to me, well he was still a few seats away but he was the only one on my side of the