“Crown Prince, do you know me?”
“Who might you be and why are you here?”
Clarisse did her best not to roll her eyes and said, “You called for me, Your Highness. Konrard said you changed your mind and decided to help?”
The gears of Luke’s mind started to move with everything that began to click. The abandoned manor, the proximity of the place to the Crystal Forest Pack’s territory, the woman who cried herself to sleep. The woman he believed to be his Fated Mate turned out to be the Crystal Forest Pack’s Luna!
“Clarisse Howlet?”
“Yes,” she replied with her head bowed down. “Would you need any more assistance?”
Luke shook his head and mumbled, “You smell…”
“I what?!”
Clarisse couldn’t believe he would insult her like that. She was wearing her most expensive designer perfume. She took care of her hygiene with utmost diligence!
