Chapter 211 Mr. Z's True Identity

Soren's POV After Viktor, the room fell silent. I removed the mask and walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, then looked down at the sea of lights beneath the city. "If he truly loved her, how could he bear to send the woman he cherishes to a mental asylum?" "But Leona doesn't like it!" Viktor's words echoed in my ears. My own face looked back from the glass, one of pale silver hair and tired eyes. "Warth," I called out softly to my wolf. "Did I really make a mistake?" The wolf within me was silent, but I could feel its restlessness. We both agonized over the same name, Leona. My fingers skimmed the glass as I murmured, "I shouldn't have provoked her for revenge. I never should have accepted this fated mate bond in the first place." But fate was never something one gets to choose. I still remember the first time I laid eyes on Leona. She stood in the moonlight, its silver glow bathing her shoulders. Right then, I knew it. She was my fated mate. For a werewolf to find