Caroline started feeling restless all of a sudden. She could sense that something wasn’t right.

“Mamma!!” Artin’s words diverted her attention. “Stories, pleaseeeee.”

“Then you will sleep, right?”

“Yes,” Artin said, nodding his head.

*

‘She is not my mate.’ Artemis kept telling his mind and stepping behind the fake Caroline. At the same time, she was walking toward him with a smirk on her face. Immediately he stumbled and fell on the couch.

“I had to give you wolfsbane so that Bolt won’t attack me.” Artemis heard a familiar tone, and he sneered, looking at the fake Caroline.

“Isabella Lewis.” He called her name with so much hatred and...