Chapter 222

Isla's POV

“What did you feed Graham?” Giselle asked, her voice dropping into a mocking, sugary lilt. “What’s the magic book you got the spell from to make him look at someone like you?”

I glared at her, my skin crawling at the way she toyed with her glass.

“And what do you mean by that?” I asked, my voice controlled and steady, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a tremor.

She shrugged, lea