"He is a shapeshifter."
My hand hovered in the air as I froze in my place, widening my eyes in shock as I regarded the stallion's face.
My gaze roamed in its eyes, and I noticed that the stallion's brown eyes sparkling with mirth.
With my mouth hanging open, but I forgot what it is I wanted to say, too stunned at Lysander's sudden revelation.
Clearing my throat, I finally had the strength to speak.
Brows knitting together, I asked him as I moved behind Lysander's back. "What are you doing here, Leif?"
I didn't forget that the bastard had tried to drown me in the pool before while we were alone.
If he attempted to kill me again, then my safest best would be Lysander if the bastard decided not to betray me.
I had stayed with Lysander for hours, and nothing bad happened to me yet, so it was better to stick with him in the meantime.
