Amelia’s POV
So I’m proposed by a wolf, no, a werewolf. I don’t know. He looks nothing different from human beings, but he says he’s a werewolf. And he’s a damn rich one who owns a mansion.
Is it reality or am I just dreaming?
I know from a very young age that there isn’t such a thing as a free lunch, let alone a free mansion. Life has always been a s**t for me. That’s why my first reaction was to wonder whether it was a fraud when Nyx told me that I was going to live here in this fabulous mansion. I don’t think life will suddenly treat me well. I’ll thank God if only life is fair to me.
Nyx asks me about my honest thoughts, of course I can’t tell him my honest thoughts. The earnestness and the possessiveness in his eyes make me a little scared. Somehow I know rejection is out of the q
