ALARIC’S POV***
I listen to Camilla as she talks about my cruel father. We stand together, staring into the dark night, the moon casting a soft glow on our faces.
Camilla is such a sweet lady, and I can already feel myself warming up to her. Her kind and gentle nature has a way of putting me at ease, and I find myself drawn to her.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asks, her voice filled with empathy and concern.
The sincerity in her eyes makes me feel safe, like I can trust her with my deepest secrets.
I take a deep breath, my heart heavy thinking of my father's cruelty.
"Camilla, you see, he is..." I begin to say, but before I can continue, our conversation is abruptly interrupted by a low growl that resonates through the air.
The sound sends shivers down my spine, and I instinc
