APTER 15

Selene's POV

“Sit.”

Lady Havana ordered with a short smile.

I did as was told, stylishly looking around the room. Plus her sudden kindness and warm smiles through out made me feel weird.

I just do not feel myself around her. I'm even more scared of her than Dark.

She was seated in front of a round table under a tree outside her large quarters. She had a portion of the territory to herself. I guess Dark respects his mother a lot anyway.

“So, you said your name is Sal. Right?” she asked why she poured tea from the kettle in her hand into the small cup in...