LUXURIA.
We had returned. And sincerely, I feared for my life.
Parthe hasn't said a word to me since we left my father's pack. Not even a glance my way. It was as though I no longer existed in his world, and that terrified me more than anything else.
His silence was suffocating, his cold indifference a weapon far more lethal than any words could ever be.
I had made a terrible mistake.
I had no idea what he would do, and that terrified me even more. He wasn't the type to lash out without thought—at least, I didn't think so. But what did I really know about him? Each time I thought I understood him, he showed a different side, one darker than before.
As soon as we arrived, he went in with Shikta. A small, irrational pang of jealousy twisted inside me as I watched them disappear behi
