Eloise's POV:
"What else? I can't think of any other reason Soren would treat you like this." Atticus looked even angrier.
"I don't know," I replied sincerely.
But it was true that Soren was too concerned about me. This was beyond his job scope. This made me a little flustered.
I didn't think he liked me because he didn't have that look in his eyes when he looked at me.
Could he want my blood too?
But I didn't think that was possible. After all, I still have some werewolf's blood, and my blood was of no use to humans.
Atticus' phone rang. He glanced at me, turned around, and walked out with his phone. I thought it must be a very important job, so I kept quiet the whole time.
It was only after he left that I could finally catch my breath. The things he said were worth thinking about.
Perhaps I should leave this place. This was the best choice I could make right now. I stood up slowly and was prepared to run out of the ward.
