Chapter 72. Mate?!

Mercy’s POV

I swallowed nervously, refusing to concede her words. I clenched my clothes tight with my other hand holding the scarf hard.

“Hmm,” I heard her sniff the air, “You smell wolf, definitely not who I thought it was,” she blurted harshly.

Who is she expecting to see? Is it Luna Rhea?

I held my breath as I noticed her started striding forward, in my direction.

“But who are you? Hiding your face behind that horrendous scarf of yours,” her words sound harsh and terrifying.

I gulped hard, standing on my spot while still holding the scarf. As she drew closer, I decided to step forward. My eyes kept flickering in every damn direction for an escape.

“Don’t plan on running away because I will have the guards arrest you,” she threatened, her voice sending chills down my spine.

Almost closer to me, I held my breath with my eyes closed expecting the worst, she stretched out her hand ready to yank the scarf off my face bu