Janelle
I barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Princess Sophia's cold smile and heard her threats against Tommy echoing in my mind. The leather pouch of gold sat heavy on my small wooden table, gleaming in the moonlight like thirty pieces of silver.
By dawn, I would be gone. By dawn, I would never see Adrian again. The thought made my chest ache so fiercely I could barely breathe.
A soft knock on my door made me bolt upright in bed. My heart hammered as I crept to the door, pressing my ear against the wood.
"Janelle." Lord Darius's voice was barely a whisper. "I need to speak with you. It's urgent."
I hesitated. Princess Sophia had warned me not to seek help from him, but he was the one seeking me out. And after what I'd overheard about him knowing the truth about Crimson Moon Pack, maybe he could give me answers before I disappeared forever.
I cracked the door open. "My lord, it's very late.."
