Chapter Thirty-Nine
***Mila***
I clear my throat nervously and step forward to take the hand that he’s extended to me. “Nice to meet you,” I mumble.
Do I say something? Do I keep my mouth shut? Is he really here to help me? Is he on our side? Of course he’s not on our side. He’s literally the enemy.
“Raphael has been a close confidant of the Ross family for a few years now. He’s teamed up with the… Riteless? A group that wants to keep the peace between all kind.”
Is that true?
“It doesn’t matter,” Amala snaps. “He doesn’t belong here. He’s the enemy.”
“But what if he’s not? What if he could help us?”
“The only things he’s going to do is help his way into your pants. You’ve just been marked but our mate. Don’t jeopardize this.”
I felt as though I’d been slapped. Stung, I look up
