Catherine's POV
My whip went to the opposite side. A shrill voice sounded, the last Bone Wolf was also killed by me.
I took the weapon and stepped on the ashes of the wolves carelessly.
My father will be angry again. After all, I should have killed Delia the first time I saw her.
But why? Why would I save her life instead of killing her? I still hear Delia's voice questioning me.
Her amber eyes reflected my heart like a clean mirror, but she was as pure as white paper.
What a nasty contrast! I tugged at the white scarf behind my ponytail. A tall figure appeared in my heart. I'm not happy with anyone who's involved with Kral!
A loud bang interrupted my thoughts. I looked in the direction of the explosion and sneered. I knew this woman would not die so easily.
The night was still young, and I turned to the sound of the explosion. I was a little curious. Let me see, Delia, what other surprises you are going to show me.
