Chapter 45
Hope
The harvest ball had started. Though the ballroom was far away from where my room was located, I could still hear the music playing. Moratian music was drastically different from human music. They were played in a sensual and inappropriate manner.
Then again, everything about this place was inappropriate.
Gwendolyn pinned the last accessory to my hair and stepped back with a sigh. I finally looked at myself with the help of the mirror in front of me. I hated it. I hated how I looked like one of them.
This was the main reason why Darius wanted me to dress in this outfit. I hated that man so much. Was he trying to change me entirely? Did he want me to become a Lycan fully?
I had no answers to those questions and I was too pissed off to try to think of answers. I stood u
