Chapter 17 17

• Ariel’s POV
• Pushing past the door, I braced myself for whatever cruelty they’ll dish down to me. Of course, this wasn’t going to be a joyful ever-after happy. It wasn’t going to be a lovely nice reunion. It never would be.
• “Ariel!” Amaya’s voice boomed through the door as she dashed through towards me before wrapping her arms around mine, batting her eyelashes at me in a caring manner that had me reeking. Certainly, this faux act was meant to fool her mate… not me.