CHAPTER 32.
TAHLIA~
The intensity of the situation churned my stomach, the air thick with tension as if holding its breath. Archibald's face was taut, his features etched with an expression that I had never seen. Fenrir, too, appeared stiff, his gaze narrowing slightly as he turned slightly toward me.
A smile, feeble and strained, curved my lips, a weak attempt to dispel the fog of anxiety that seemed to cling around me like a heavy fog. Just then, Fenrir's lips twitched slightly, a semblance of a smile that failed to reach his eyes. It was an effort on his part, perhaps for my sake.
A lump formed in my throat as I pondered the charged atmosphere between them.
My gaze met Archibald's, his claws still laid bare, his eyes focused on me. A sense of unease settled within me. "I never mean
