Chapter Fifty Eight

Klaire's POV

I am avoiding Leonel.

I know it's childish and I know we'll have to meet and talk about us eventually, but until I'm ready, can't I avoid him for now?

It's been two days since then. My wound is healing nicely, thanks to my wolf's fast healing ability. The time I'm resting, I discovered my newfound senses. My eyes can see things clearly when when they are far away. Even when I locked myself in our room, I can smell what they are cooking in the kitchen and it's located on the mansion. I can also hear footsteps and laughter outside. Before someone can open the door, I'd know someone's there and who's behind it.

And don't even mention the strength I now have. If it's my old weak body, I will still be bedridden.

It has been two days as well when they told me that Leonel went against the council who ordered him to reject me instead of breaking his and Marsh's engagement.

I am torn and it's not helping that my wolf, Kishna, had been silent ever since the night we were kidnap