Ariana slowly walked towards her chamber as a whirlwind of emotions had occupied her inner self. Her eyes were filled with unshed tears, threatening to spill down everything, including the heaviness burdening her heart.
"Why is he doing this now!" She shouted in frustration once she entered her assigned room.
"He wants us. You heard him." replied Saoirse grimly.
"Why not three years ago? Why now?" Ariana took a seat at the edge of the bed hurriedly. "Is it because I got my wolf? No. According to that Seer, the problem wasn't me not having a wolf. It was me not being worthy in his eyes. But now, I am? Why? Is it because my blood cured Xanthus? But then again, he had already annulled his marriage with Persephone way before that ordeal."
Ariana grabbed the sheets tightly. "I don't understand what goes in that man's mind."
"Why don't we ask him?" Saoirse suggested carefully.