AVA'S POV
Bile rises in my throat at his question.
"Who is she?" I hear a chair scrape across the floor as Wilson pushes it away to stand in front of me.
I stand my feet and tongue frozen in place unable to absorb or find an answer to his question.
"Wha..t! Why would you wan...t." I bite down on my tongue trying not to say something stupid.
"You mean why would I want to know who she is?" He asks, a dark laugh bubbling from his throat and I gasp.
"Yes, why would you?" I try my best to sound normal but my voice comes out in a squeak.
His question reminds me of my step sister. My mother had once thought that she might be the one who will phase into a golden winged angel and probably be prince Rowan's true mate. As long as I am not sure what's Wilson wants with the so called Rowan's tru
