Sir Alexander's gaze sent a shiver down my spine. Instead of emanating an intimidating aura towards his daughter, who had been exposing his evil deep in front of everyone, he directed all his pent-up anger on me instead. He maintained a straight face that barely showed any emotion, but the intensity in his eyes was enough to kill if looks could.
Still, I tried not to let it show. I hid my hands behind the dress so that he wouldn't notice how shaking they were. I held my head high and maintained intense eye contact, although my body was trembling.
"I'm getting to that, Sir Alexander. Don't worry," replied Valdemir, stepping closer to me.
It was as if he knew I was scared, so he came close to reassure me that everything was okay.
And it helped tremendously.
Werewolves were known for
