Roisin
Visaris' sharp green eyes fixed on mine, waiting for an answer I couldn’t give. My thoughts were a tangled mess. On one hand, I trusted Olivine—he’d saved me, protected me. But I had also seen that side of him, the one filled with violent rage when he fought the Lycan that attacked me in the forest. The sight of that dismembered body in the garden lingered in my mind, making my stomach churn.
"I won't drag this matter out," Visaris decided, cutting through my spiraling thoughts. "I will summon Olivine at once."
I snapped out of my daze. "Wait! Are you really going to ask him?"
Visaris gave a curt nod. "Yes, this is a very delicate matter and I want the truth now."
My heart hammered in my chest. "But won't it... feel strange?" I struggled to find the right words. "Accusing your
