Sometimes I wondered if I should just dig a hole and bury myself in it. Honestly, it might spare me from the countless headaches waiting for me down the road.
Like right now as I stared at the red, heavily beaded bedlah laid across the bed. The three-piece costume was the first thing I noticed when I returned from meeting the Lycan King.
After agreeing to the tournament, Nicholas had been escorted out of the dining hall. Lucas had spared me a single glance before ordering Zahori to take me back to the room I’d woken up in.
“Prepare her for the event,” Lucas had said as he settled back into his chair at the massive dining table.
Two servants had entered the room moments later. One carried a silver coffee pot while the other held a tray piled high with fresh bread. I hadn’t gotten to see
