ZEDKIEL.
“You will be fine Evangeline.” Alistair was saying, the door to the bathroom was slightly ajar. “You have been given an upbringing better than most werewolves… just pretend you aren’t an Omega tonight. The Prince is taking you to this dinner as a date, as an equal in a way. You do not want to let him down.”
Raised better than most, that was what I had heard too… and it was exactly that, that I was banking on for tonight. When Ragnar and Chasyn had mind linked earlier, they had stated that Dad had set a date for the tournament. We had two weeks, two f*****g weeks to find a Luna…
To hell, I was going to find a woman that my Lycan wouldn’t rip to shreds. I was unhinged… there were days he was calmer but others where my blood thirst was heightened, which were far worse…
I stood up
