Ariana's POV
Miriam, a woman who appeared to be in her mid-forties, led me out of Damien's office. I followed her obediently. At least I am still alive and will be alive for the next 9 months—enough time to figure out how to get out of here.
I scanned the environment for the first time. My eyes were looking everywhere. If Melody's apartment is luxurious, a word to describe the luxury I am seeing has not been created yet. No wonder the wolves rule the cities. They are super rich. It's my first time entering the home of a werewolf.
"This way, Ms." I heard the voice of Miriam, and I shifted my gaze to her, only to realise she was a distance away from me.
I was so focused on admiring the environment, I didn't realise my movement had slowed down.
"Oh!" I said and hurried my steps to catch
