#Chapter8
ADELIA
Cold breeze blew on my face the moment we stepped out of the Hall, making my shocked mind slightly calm down. Inside my chest, my heart was still pounding so hard and the tips of my ears felt so warm.
On the other hand, Lewis was walking as if he was walking in a park.
‘He’s so calm,’ I thought as I peeked at Lewis’ face. His broad shoulders were so relaxed as he walked casually. He did not look like someone who just /"picked up/" a woman in the middle of a crowd while ignoring everyone, including the prince of the werewolves.
‘Come on, Lia. Stop being embarrassed…’ I tried to convince myself. ‘Look at Lewis… there is nothing to be embarrassed of…’
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to compose myself. However, the moment my sight darkened, I immediately became painfully aware of the strong arms that were holding my body… and the body heat that was coming from Lewis.
