Chapter 87 In The Name Of The Coldest Flame

• Elodie growled and then wailed again, her lips trembling. Despair was taking over her features.
• “Let her be,” Kallias whispered in my ears and kissed the cheek that my half-sister just slapped.
• Elodie kneeled on the floor, unclean hair framing her face like curtains. She was sobbing in her hands and remained like that for a time being. Memories from the time of my first bleeding to the time of my eighteenth birthday party where Alpha Gregor rejected me came rushing over me like an avalanche.