Chapter 70 Questions

• [Asher]
• “Mad at you?” she chuckled; her voice dripped with bitter sarcasm. “I am sorry, alpha, but I don’t remember ever having the luxury of being mad at you. And for what? For bringing me into this delightful, traumatizing dark room where illusion blurs into reality with sheer madness?”
• Xanthea licked her lips, letting out a mirthless laugh that seized at once as her eyes locked with mine for a few seconds before they wandered around me. A glance into her eyes was enough to twist something inside me.