Chapter 20 A Cloaking Spell
- —Fiona—
- “Relax!” Chloe laughs and I throw her a hard glare. She is wearing normal clothes today unlike the white robe and her face is devious of make up as if she had rushed over for the meal. “Do not look at me that way nonarch. I am not of your calibre.”
- “The nonarch is an Alpha's daughter Chloe. And respect is reciprocal.” I hear Christian say.