Run

She's the reason that there is an obligated curfew in town, people terrified of leaving their houses after sundown. But what they don't know is that she's in town for one simple thing: revenge. Revenge on the family that killed her's, killed her entire species. Things are going well until she finally meets her mate, the first Wolf she comes across in centuries. He has spent his entire life in the Institute, caged up in the glass prison that was supposed to make him the best ruler ever to live. He was the only heir of the Amory House, the only hope for his family. He was feared by all. But when he meets this breathtaking woman at a party, all that starts to crumble down. He soon notices that he was never the one to fear and that it would be in his best interest to run while he still could.

How had I been talked into this? Who in their right minds would do this? This was a suicide mission if I ever heard one.

I was willingly walking into my enemy's house.

We were walking up an exclusive driveway in the outskirts of town. Jozie looking handsome as ever and me looking fabulous as hell. Literally, been there, I would know.

I was wearing a gorgeous fitting sleeveless black dress. The top had a slight corsage at my chest and the bottom part wrapped elegantly around my legs when I walked. Maybe having a best friend with deep connections in the rich world wasn't all that bad.

Here, in my hometown, it was the outskirts that was the most fashionable and luxurious, not the center. The land was surrounded by a rich blue sheet of water from which you could barely see the horizon of the other land across.

This particular House, the Kingsley House, wasn't the simple, elegant type of manors. More like a castle covered in gold. Literally. That was the particularity of being a Kingsley, most of them could turn anything they touch into pure gold and they didn't mind shoving it into other people's faces, trust me.

Luckily for me, the Immortality gene wasn't one passed down in their line. That was all sorts of relief. Had it not been the case, there was no way that I would step foot near their territory.

I had my arm wrapped around Jozie's as we made our entrance into the famous castle, the luxury was overwhelming, making me want to hurl my guts out. The walls were intricately woven with thin strips of gold, creating sometimes flowers, sometimes birds. Had I not hated Prestiges with all of my might, I might have been impressed.

We reached one of the doormen where he asked for our names. He was quite handsome in his nice tailored suit spoiled by the fine intricate art of gold woven throughout his jacket. Very light eyes, smooth tanned skin, not ugly to look at.