Rosie's POV
The rogue king gave me a large winter coat to wear on the walk home. I actually was only about two hours away. I refused to call him by his first name. I felt that deserved trust, and I wasn't sure if I trusted or believed him. What he was saying needed proof, and he couldn't give that to me, and I wasn't about to follow him to the Lycan palace or kingdom or whatever it's fricken called. It could easily be a trap. What if he lied about my mom being alive and he was just working with the lycan king to get more revenge on my dad. None of this was making any sense.
He waved me off. He didn't look pleased in the slightest. I don't think he was expecting the answer I gave him. if he came to me four or five months ago, I would have jumped on the hope that my mother was alive. I jus
