Raven
“Fianceé? This is the Serena you’ve been talking about?”
Caleb turned to me, those steely eyes now wide with shock. Even if I hadn’t been terrified into silence by the thought of my head on a spike, I probably would have been too stunned myself to correct him.
Neil nodded and pulled me a little closer. “Yes. This is Serena.”
Serena… That was the fianceé that Neil kept talking about. I supposed that in Lycan country, where they were essentially still living in the Dark Ages, it was a little bit easier to get away with stealing someone’s identity.
“Oh.” Caleb straightened, although his eyes still seemed to linger on me as if he didn’t entirely believe his brother. “I thought she wasn’t coming to the banquet.”
Neil looked at me with a faux smile on his face. “Wel
