Chapter 8 The Cold, Hard Truth

• Olivia’s POV
• Herold was still staring at me, waiting for me to reply. I fear I have exposed my identity, seeing him step forward, almost sizing me up, and at last he broke eye contact, seeing Gabriel cross the room toward us. The entire wake had been watching and seeing the Alpha King march over now only caused the interest in the room to spike more.
• “Who are you?” Herold whispers, his tone harsh and taut.