"Silvia, I just have to congratulate you sincerely." I raised an eyebrow slightly, the corners of my mouth curling into a mocking smile. "Your complexion right now is downright impressive—so vibrant, even breathtaking. And that scream of yours earlier? Loud enough to shatter the ceiling, no doubt. That's definitely not the behavior of a frail, terminally ill wolf. Honestly, your miraculous illness seems pretty smart—flaring up precisely when Brian isn't around and miraculously vanishing the minute he is."
Silvia's face instantly darkened. She bit her lower lip hard, her usual pitiful act of an innocent, fragile flower nearly crumbling on the spot.
I didn't give her any chance to breathe, my gaze brazenly sweeping over her ridiculous pink puffball dress covered in countless cheap rh
