OPHELIA'S POV
Killian, the man I had come to hate with every fiber in me, stood gallantly staring strangely at me. His men had lowered their guns but still looked like they could tear us to pieces if we made any wrong move.
Killian closed the distance between us with a smile on his face. “What would a damsel like you be doing here by this time?” My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed hard hoping that the reply I’d give him would be convincing.
“I… I mean we,” I stuttered, pointing at my troops. “We are tourists and we've heard about a ceremony at the Nightwood pack happening tonight, we want to experience that mystery of the Luna moon but as it is, we are lost and don't know where the pack is located.” I breathed out, crossing my fingers secretly as I waited for his reaction, I wasn’
