Third Person's POV
Especially when it came to indulging in her… peculiar interests and indulgences that required discretion, space, and certainly no terrifying harbinger breathing down her neck every hour.
So even though she wore a look of concerned sadness on her delicate face, her heart was secretly humming with gratitude toward whoever had done this.
If Nyx ever found out what everyone around her had in mind for Ethan—including the enigmatic woman in white, herself, and even the one she ignored most, the blond vampire princess Virelle- the resulting fury would be unimaginable.
As those thoughts spun through her small head, Althera put on a sigh of disappointment and spoke in a soft, mournful voice while casting her gaze downward.
"Now that you have revealed your true aura in that moment of anger… it's over. That bastard sensed it immediately. You can't pretend anymore," she said, shaking her head.
