Amelia's POV:
I didn't want to leave the carriage.
Outside was a huge mansion, way bigger than the pack house at red moon pack. It was broad day light, and on the front steps there were two people.
One of them, a woman. She was tall, her hair was a a striking silver, flowing down her body in a wavy curtain. I caught a glimpse of her face, and she was the mist beautiful woman I had ever seen. Her eyes were green and blue, stunning and strange. She had delicate facial features, looking innocent yet dark at the same time.
The second person, a man. And I wished to the moon goddess that maybe I was hallucinating. Because it was one man I had never wanted to ever see in my entire life again.
Beside the two people were a fleet of servants, all of them looking alike and the same.
I leaned
