Roxxane's POV
And even though my mother didn’t agree to it. I will still go ahead with my own plans. This is my own fight.
“Thank you,” I say to Krystal’s father. “Suppress my wolf scent, but do not suppress my wolf this time,” I tell him, and his eyes widen in shock.
“But…” he looks at me and then sighs. Krystal’s father already knew not to argue with me whenever I have made up my mind towards something.
He knows what I’m doing this time is risky, but my orders are what to obey right now.
He stands up and reached for a bag under his desk. Then he brings out a pouch of powder and begins drawing circles on the floor. The markings glow faintly under the candlelight. “Stand in the middle,” he instructs.
I step forward and take my place in the circle. The air feels heavy around me as
