Chapter 87 I Want That

• PEONY CRIMSON'S POV
• "I don't know what you're talking about." I denied with a half-hearted grin, "You know that is impossible. I mean, Violet is a werewolf, there’s no way for her to use magic."
• Arms crossed over her chest, Azalea smiled. She looked at me, as if she could read the lies smeared on my face, and cocked her head. To add to the countless list of things I didn't like about her, there were moments when I detested how perceptive her green eyes were when talking to me.