Chapter 92

♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦

“I heard you had an accident, but I never expected you to look as terrible as this. What happened?” Gordon asked, eyeing Arielle from top to bottom as he sat on the chair opposite us. We sat in the gazebo of the garden as per Arielle’s request, enjoying the cool evening and the fragrances of the flowers.

“It’s a long story.” Arielle sighed and took a small bite of her cupcake.

“Well, I’m already here despite my will, so listening to a long story won’t be the worst thing that can happen to me.” He leaned back into his chair and crossed his legs. “The last time I saw you two, you guys said you were going on a trip. What exactly happened on this trip that gave her a broken leg and injuries on every inch of her skin?”

“I can’t say.” She mumbled, reaching for another cupcake.

“Raphael?” Gordon’s eyes flickered at me, and he gave me an intimidating glare that would have made most alphas’ squeak like pigs. But I wasn’t most alpha. I couldn’t be intimidated by an alp