Zoya's POV
After the short hassle, we settled inside the huge gothic carriage. The exterior was scary but inside was breathtaking and cool. Long silence filtered in the atmosphere as I didn't know what to say.
I kept clearing my throat and drinking the tea as if something was choking me.
"Umm… about what you said earlier, did you mean it?" He asked me nervously, obviously avoiding my gaze.
I didn't know someone as ruthless and cold like him would be shy at some point.
"Yes, I don't plan on taking my words back." I said firmly.
"You will be my Lycan Queen, like remain with me forever." He kept emphasizing and repeating my statement which almost got me rolling on the floor but I controlled myself.
"That's what I said." I nodded.
The fact I agreed with him was because I had no choice and little chance left. It was more like, I was using him and both my Queen position to get back at my family and ex-lover.