Chapter 89: Curiosities and resolves

I breathed heavily with rage filling my body, but I did not want to cross the line with Fang. He let go of my hands that were held behind me and, holding me by my waist, gently brought me down from the balustrade. My hands went ahead to correct my dress and my eyes lowered, not wanting to watch into Fang's dark eyes that blazed fire seconds back. 

My mind was working slower now and all the emotional turmoil I had about my mother, which was later directed towards Fang today, was calm now. My emotions had come out wrong with Fang vexing me, and my werewolf did the rest to get my blood infuriated.

We heard the sound of a carriage entering the castle grounds, and I snapped my head to see the royal carriage entering the gates at a distance.