Chapter 295 Black Eyes & White Lies

Ella

The dim light of the restroom cast shadows that danced eerily across the ornate walls. I stood there, staring blankly at the face reflected back at me from the gilded mirror. The hushed. whispers of the escorts in the adjacent stalls echoed painfully in my mind, punctuated by the occasional muted giggle from the ballroom outside.

A world of stark contrasts. My heart thudded painfully, each beat. screaming a desperate question. What could I, Ella, do in a world of opulence, where beneath the surface, darkness thrived?

“Ella.” The soft, husky voice in my mind was familiar, comforting. Ema always seemed to speak up when I was in turmoil, a constant friend and source of reason. “These women… they need our help.

I closed my eyes, trying to still the tumultuous emotions raging within. “It’s not our world, Ema. Interfering might bring danger to us and them.”

Ella. We are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators of a different kind. Women should help women, stand together,

theirs,” I whispered out loud, my voice shaky. “If I do something, there could be dire consequences. Not just

to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen,

a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier

by the whispered tales of

them?” I questioned, my voice barely audible. “What if he’s just playing

if bringing this to Logan was the trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women,

than words. It was a reminder of the bond. we shared, the strength

future, Ella. But if we stand by, do nothing, the weight of

Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the idea of

to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in

restroom’s door against my hand seemed in stark contrast to the reality I’d just witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices

clear eyes searching mine. “You were gone for a while. Everything okay?” I hesitated, wondering once more if I should share. But the memory of Lina’s pained, blackened eye, and my wolf’s urgency, made me

Escorts. One of them…

face seemed to deepen, as if he was

see them as objects, thinking their wealth and power lets

just…. hurt these girls without consequences, Logan,” I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take care of it,” he promised, his voice laced

in this city. If anything, giving someone

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