Katherine POV
“Katherine, it’s me… Klaus, your mate,” Klaus whispered, his voice shaky.
My eyes scanned the whole room the soft bed I lay on that had some bloodstains on it, the golden chandelier hanging just above us, and the portraits of Theresa… images of Theresa and Klaus together.
Then my gaze fell on Klaus’ eyes, the dark-blue eyes that caused shivers to run through my spin,e and yet stared at me while I cried.
“I don't know you,” I lied.
A very simple lie. One that might change everything, but who cares? This was the only way for me to escape whatever he had planned for me after he found out about Daniel. Pretending I had memory loss would lessen his anger toward me a little bit and also give me ample time to run away to find a way out of the pack.
I don't even care if I end u
