Julianne's POV
I sat on my bed, my head in my hands, trying to figure out everything that had happened back there at the pack festival. A woman had attacked me from the blues and if not for the timely intervention of a man, only goodness what my fate would have been.
And the fact that Arthur thinks I know about it and refuses to talk was the most annoying and heartbreaking part. I am as much as confused as she is on this matter, and the hell if I had an idea why the witches would attack me out of the blue, I would not wait before telling him.
And then the door burst open, and before I could sit up straight, Arthur walked in.
"Hmm..." I hurriedly wiped off the tears from my face and sit up straight but avoided his eyes.
"I am sorry for yelling at you; I was pissed off that you won't a
