SERENE'S POV
“You okay?” Agnar asked as we stood in front of the Alpha King's mansion, staring.
I nodded. “Yes.”
There must have been something in my face because he said, “You sure? You can stay with the guys in one of the cars.”
I shook my head negatively even though my stomach was tied together in a tight knot. “I'm fine. I would like to come with you.”
I wouldn't hide. I wanted to see Roman, wanted him to see me — to see that I was fine and thriving.
Agnar smiled and clasped my hand in his without warning. “Come on then.”
“This way, please,” motioned one of the maids ushering the guests in by the gate.
As we followed her, I was taken aback by the grandness of the entire house. I had heard of it's splendour and beauty from people, but I had thought they had been exaggerating.
