Chapter 43
Dominic's POV
"What the actual f**k, Morgana?", I blurted out the moment I burst into her room.
Morgana sighed dramatically. She was currently sitting in front of a vanity mirror, inspecting her face. I don't know why she ever bothered in the first place, given how flawless her skin was.
"You walked into my room without chains strapped to your feet and a thousand werewolves pulling you in. How surprising."
Her voice was dry and devoid of every emotion. For a few minutes, the room fell into an awkward silence.
"Why did you meet the Alpha of Nightshade?"
Morgana, who was putting her earrings in place, paused for a second at my words. The surprise flitted across her features but was soon masked by complete indifference.
"I have no idea what you're talking about", she m
