Page 91 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

I looked at her sympathetically.

"What’s your name?" I asked.

"Joanna…" She replied hesitantly.

I flashed her a smile as I glanced around the gloomy cell, lit only by a few lanterns which had been placed in the halls and here for me.

"Nice name, can I call you Jo? I'm Kiara. You can call me Kia…" I sat down cross-legged, keeping a three-foot gap between us.

She nodded hesitantly, flinching when the doors opened and a woman stepped in holding a plate of food.

I motioned her to pass it to me, before she gave me a small smile and left. I had gotten a lot of hostility from them since this morning, but as the day progressed, they seemed to be less cold towards me.

"You know… you can share what's scaring you?" I said, pushing the plate across towards her.

She flinched, slowly grabbing the pants and pulling them on clumsily. I looked away, giving her the privacy she needed until she settled down on the ground and looked at the plate.

"I… I'm scared to become that again…" She whispered. "I'm scared I’ll kill someone again."

"What you became was not your fault, what you have done was not in your control. Jo… as long as your intentions are good, then you don’t need to feel guilty. We have all done things we aren't proud of. I sure have!" I said, giving her a small smile as I motioned to the food.

Hesitantly, she took it.

"But you know what, we’re human-well kind off. We are bound to make mistakes. You know... I'm the one who turned you back, so as long as you are around me, you will be fine. I won't mind you staying close." I said softly.

"R-really?" She asked, looking uncertain.

"Really." I replied firmly.

She nodded, giving me a weak smile before she began to eat.

Her hazel eyes looked dull and I hoped one day their spark returned.

I sat with her on that cell floor until she had eaten before I told her I wanted to go help the rest. She told me she’d just stay in the cell for a while. I just hoped she’d somehow heal…

I was just about to leave when she spoke.

"W-wait…"

I turned and looked at her.

"What’s wrong?" I asked.

"I want to speak to Delsanra... can I?"

"Of course, do you want me to call her?"

"Yes please." She said, wrapping her arms around her legs.

I stepped out of the cell and the three men who were standing there, looked at me.

"Queen Luna, the girl she speaks of, has escaped."

"Oh…" I said, looking back at the girl who simply nodded in understanding and looked away. It took me a moment to realise what they had just called me, but as much as I wanted to deny the title, I was more curious about the girl. "Who was she?"

"A witch with magic darker than Endora..." Marcel’s voice came.

I turned to look at him as Alejandro came over to me.

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