DAISY’S POV
The way his voice sounded grave made me know that there was something very important he had to say. It had something to do with the visitors waiting for him downstairs.
His silver eyes burned with a mix of determination and I could sense that he was worried.
“Daisy,” he started, his voice as low as the murmurs he exchanged with Elara some moments ago. “The thing is that woman posing as my mate is here, along with the representatives from the Bluemoon Pack.”
He took a deep breath, his body rigid. “I know this might be awkward but I just had to remind you. If I was unclear before, I have to be clear with you now. Given the situation now, I need to understand the end game for this lie that the Bluemoon is trying to force on me. If anyone asks, you’re just a traveller who was
