Chapter 21

Ronald's POV 

The car finally halted in front of a nice French themed hotel in the middle of the deserted highway.

An isolated positioning of a hotel meant no much wolf or human interaction, hence our privacy is respected to ourselves.

I unload the trunk of the car with some help from the staff. Jane's face is precious when she looks at me in disbelief. Apparently, I have ordered the maids to steal some of her clothes, comfortable ones, on my way out of the palace the other day.

My mind suddenly wanders back to the petrified witch who's still rotting in the dungeon.

Is it true...?

What had happened in the past...is it true? It was like my own thoughts have flown and were sensed by Jane who looks at me with a furrowed eyebrow.

"Any thing's wrong?" I slowly shake my head and bring her close by her waist. Her obvious reaction being an endearing blush as she tries to push me away.

"Aw, baby girl, don't push me away no