“This cannot be happening. You’re kidding.” Agnes laughed hysterically as the twins, Fiadh and Hollie, looked at her blankly. “She’s gone mad,” Fiadh murmured before turning back to the journaling they were doing—a magazine once again filled with pretty-looking boys.
“I would take it as you’re excited about his arrival, sister.” Hollie, the optimistic one, pats Agnes on her right hand before following her twin back to the living room.
Agnes, slowly but surely, was losing her mind at the thought of the very person she’s trying to escape from, coming to find her.
Oh Goddess, is he going to kill us after what I had said?
Her mind drifted back to the words she had thundered upon the Alpha King.
“That is what you have made yourself to be.”
Her voice contained venom that it was clear anyo
