Stefan was looking at me with a strange expression, clearly caught off guard by my reaction. He quickly collected himself and met my gaze once more.
"I didn't realize you were so strong," he remarked.
"Well, I’m a werewolf, you know. So spill it. Does your father know I was lying?" I demanded.
"I never told him," he admitted.
"Why not? I thought you two were in cahoots," I replied, my curiosity piqued.
"In cahoots for what?" he asked, clearly bewildered.
"To make me fall in love with you so your father could secure his place in the castle," I explained, catching him off guard and leaving him momentarily speechless. "Seriously, you should really shut the door when you’re having private talks. Not that it would’ve mattered much; werewolf hearing has its perks. Especially since this p
