I hated how perceptive Garrick was. There was a reason he was my Beta and trusted advisor.
But I couldn't confide in him with this. This was a sensitive situation that was meant to be kept under utmost secrecy. It wasn't something I could just share with anyone.
Lycans had an intense hatred for the snowbloods, and if Eloise really was one, it could cause an uproar.
Ravyn, on the other hand, was the one person who didn't see the world like we do. Even though she served me well in battle by uprooting our enemies, her view of the world was dynamic.
I could still remember our exchange.
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A Few Days Ago
Ravyn's teacup stopped midway to her lips after I told her about Eloise.
A frown twisted on her face. "Is this some kind of joke?"
"No," I replied sternly, watching her with a quiet, lethal stare, a ghostly glow to my crimson eyes.
I have confided in her, but I also intimidated her, in case she reacted in a way I didn't expect.
