Chapter Fifty-One
Lily's POV
Sealed in Silence
Holding the letter in my hand, I pace around the room anxiously.
What if he is waiting for you? You know Andre, he will show up when he really wants to.
My wolf speaks louder to me.
“Andre is sick. It's not possible that he's going to wait for me by the Caper River," I mutter aloud.
I couldn't help but think it could be a trap. Nonetheless, this could be my one in a million chance of getting to know that Andre is doing well, if truly he's the one who sent the letter.
I walk over to my window and move the curtains aside.
It's too dark outside. Anything can happen.
My door flings open, and its squeaky sound grabs my attention.
I turn, pulling my curtains in a swift swipe to make sure I don't leave a hint of me going out.
“Hey!”
