Chapter 20: Evelyn: The Awkward Placement of the Luna Mark
Evelyn~
He looked straight into my eyes. "The only way I can keep you safe ... is if you stay with me."
Theron didn’t say anything for a while. He just stood there, watching me, waiting for my answer.
"I can’t die, Your Majesty," I said at last. "Whether it’s humans or other supernatural creatures, none of them can actually kill me."
Honestly, sometimes I wished they could. It would be easier if an assassin came for me and succeeded. Because really, who would want to live such a miserable life for so long?
Other werewolves lived in packs or maybe within the kingdom, but my pack had vanished. They had been wiped out because I brought misfortune to every place I set foot in.
So unlike others who wished for a long life, I always believed that death was the only way to end the constant misfortune that clung to me.
"You can’t die, I know." Theron lowered his voice, sounding like he was trying to understand me. "But didn’t you say you hate pain? They might not be able to kill you, but there’s no guarantee they won’t torture you."
"My Lady, I can see the world hasn’t been kind to you." He stepped closer and gently took my hands in his. "But I promise, I won’t be another person who hurts you."
I stared at him for a long time. I could’ve believed his words before ... but after acknowledging the presence of his wolf, I started to doubt it.
After all, I couldn’t predict when his wolf would come back.
Still, since Theron seemed determined to do his best to stop that damn wolf from ruining my life, maybe ... I should give him a chance.