Hermosa’s POV

There was something about the way he looked at the mirror that unsettled me. He wasn’t this calm unless he was plotting.

My body nagged at me again. I clenched my insides, seething with rage. He looked quite different from the Rapheal that would have protected me from harm at all cost.

I groaned. I was aware that this might be the only way to help my best friend. If the Alpha King could overpower me then, how would I be able to save her?

This was the only way I could think ...