Chapter 45

Noella’s POV

If this is how bitter the truth feels, I want to be lied to forever.

Tears gushed out of my eyes as I tugged him by his shirt, giving it a big rumple. He remained stern with his emotionless face.

This is too horrible.

How can we lose someone so important and yet have him look unyielding? Maybe this lupine’s whole character is built with and in him , right from the onset.

My heart breaks to hear such an awful report; why must we hopeless people always be the victims? Is it a crime to be loyal and yet not be trusted? Or to be born without a Noella spoon?

I plopped on the bed, crying like a widow who just lost her husband. I could not believe this news, and it seems so difficult for me to move on without it.

Aragon is my only safe heaven and the only one I could trust. I admit that romantically, I have no urge for him, but platonically, I so much admire him. His confidence. His understanding. His kindness and, most especiall