#Chapter49

EMMA

'He said he found us a house... not a villa,' I could not help but think as I looked around at the immaculate place that Laksom described as 'a small intimate house.'

Tall ceilings and huge, gem-filled chandeliers. Glass walls overlooking a big, extravagant pool. A garden of roses completed with a romantice swing. No matter how I looked at it, it was probably one of the most expensive houses in the area. The corner of my eye could not help but twicth.

'Well, I guess I should have expected this. After all, I am dating the werewolf king,' I thought to myself.

"Do you like it?" I...