Chapter 223 The Mark

• I drove up to the mansion at around 7 p.m. I knew what I had to do—for Andrew, for myself, for werewolf kind—but my heart still ached at the very thought. I just wanted to get it over with quickly.
• I rushed up the steps to the mansion’s entrance and knocked on the door. My heart leapt as the door opened, partially expecting Andrew to answer, only for Parker’s face to appear. His eyes widened when he saw me.
• “Ms. Blanchard, it is a pleasure to see you,” he said as he opened the door wide, motioning me inside. “His Highness is in the dining room, finishing dinner. He will be so happy that you’ve come.”