Chapter 52: Confused
A half-dozen guards, armored in silver scale that shimmered with each movement, formed a protective half-circle around his carriage. One of them dismounted, a tall woman with braided white hair and narrowed eyes.
"She’s barefoot, bloodied. No markings. She could be a shadowborn," she said coolly.
"I’m not a shadow born or whatever." I croaked. "I’m a full werewolves that was deceived by the king. I came through the portal. He killed the Moon Goddess. I tried to stop him but—he tricked me. The fragments... I thought I was saving her. I wasn’t. I need to go back home somehow and fix all the damage I did in my ignorance. Please I’m begging you to please help me."
There was complete silence.
The prince’s expression didn’t change. But I saw his fingers tighten slightly on the edge of the window.
"You’re a werewolf?" he repeated, voice flat. "You claim to be half human and half wolf?"
"Yes," I whispered. "Yes... I am. Please you have to believe me. My world is in total chaos because of my actions. I gathered her pieces. But in the end I didn’t save her—I ended her."
Murmurs rippled through the guards. The woman who had spoken first took a half-step back, hand on her sword hilt.
"You’re mad," someone muttered.
"I’m not," I snapped. "There was a man. Jesse. He died because of me. And Lucas, he betrayed me. He was in on it with the king all along then out of fury. I lunged at the king, and—"
I paused. My breath hitched. "And then I fell into the portal."