Anastasia's POV
After Clayton brought me back to my room, my heart didn't stop beating too fast because I felt guilty and scared for slapping the Lycan King. Seeing how furious he was, I thought he would do something nasty to me.
I thought my life would be cut short, especially when his eyes became sharp. My eyes slowly formed tears because I feared the consequences of my actions.
“Anastasia, I thought you would be out of this pack. Is there something wrong? You look terrified.” My eyes widened in surprise when I saw aomi standing at the door. My eyes blinked because I didn't even notice her or hear her footsteps toward my room.
Naomi sweetly smiled at me, and seeing her innocent smile, I felt relieved. But how was that possible?
A werewolf had excellent hearing and senses. I, maybe
