Stefan
I stand staring at the pups in disbelief. How is this even possible? Even though I know it was them, Harlyn lying and taking the blame has thrown me and placed doubt in my mind.
She never lies, but even I feel like this is a lie. I keep my eyes on them, the similar glow they have in their eyes like mine. Still, how did they do that to Diandra? They are too young to be able to. They are too young to be Lycan’s. Most don’t change until their eighteenth birthday.
“Don’t be so foolish and try to mock me!” King Fredric shouts, unable to accept that it is true. “You pups must love your mother to take the blame and be willing to die for her.” He scoffs and glares across at them.
He’s not hurting them. I stand silenced, though, because it isn’t possible. That’s why no one believes it.
