Chapter 151 Hundred And Fifty One
- ARIELS POV.
- I pushed open the door of the café, my claws itching beneath my skin from how tight I was gripping the handle of my bag.
- . My wolf paced inside me, restless, angry, ready to rip. I saw Esther instantly. She sat at the far end by the window, legs crossed, her shoulders loose, sipping her drink like she owned the damn world. She was calm.