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.”

are wolf and woman. These women, they’re victims of predators

“If I do something, there could

the coldness of my fears. “All you need to do is tell Logan. Perhaps he’ll have advice, or maybe he’ll act on it. From what we’ve seen, he

marble sink, letting out a shaky breath. Images of Logan’s tender touches and sweet words from earlier that night, memories of our dance in my living

also a lurking fear, one that had been planted by the whispered tales of the escorts about the unpredictable nature of men tied

barely audible. “What if he’s just playing a

trigger, the thing that unveiled his true nature? What if I ended up becoming another whispered tale among these women, another story of a girl who tried to fight the darkness

more than words. It was a reminder of the

But if we stand by, do nothing, the

with a clarity that was jolting. Yes, there was danger. Yes, there was uncertainty. But the

of the outcome, I had to try. Because the true danger wasn’t just in the world outside, it was in the battle raging within-the fight between fear and doing what

witnessed within. As I stepped back out into the main area, the voices and laughter from the ballroom

“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 blurt

One of them… she

through his dark hair. The fine lines on his face seemed to deepen, as if he was all too familiar with stories like

sometimes,” he murmured, a shadow crossing his features. “Some of these men only see them as objects, thinking their

I countered, my voice shaking. Logan glanced around before leaning closer. “I’ll take

son of one of the biggest Mafia bosses in this city. If anything, giving someone a lesson will be entertainment for most of

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