Chapter 133

PARIS'S POV

Ember found her way to my pack's land close to noon. I had been in front of the stables, considering a ride when I saw a woman in a white sundress walking toward me, her face set, and being tenderly kissed by the sun.

"took you long enough," I muttered as I waited for her to catch up with me. The flaming dragon had found its way to me.

"How dare you?!" she shouted as though she were not standing right in front of me,

"do what?" I asked. I didn’t know why I was doing what I was doing. But of course, I was not going to start this conversation by apologizing profusely.

She had something she was angry about, I wanted the words. Same way I would have wanted them if Jean had not given me the heads up.

"Who told you you could meddle in my private affairs? Uhn?" she asked, jutting out her chin and I pressed my lips together,

"Would you like to explain further what you actually mean by private affairs? What affairs? "