DA'S

ance to deny. He simply got

ay calm, to pretend everything was fine. Thankfully, t

er the bruises on my neck. The skin still throbbed, raw and angry. But

them on the table in the shape of my face, making me laugh until my stomach hurt. Now that sa

and cry until there was nothing left. But

tting at the table. She looked tired, but the moment she sa

," she said gent

le. "Not really. Though the math

en she was already suffering. The last thing I wanted was f

hen. I peered in and saw her standing at the stove, stirring someth

p," I said, step

dicine. I'm feeling much better now." She nodded toward Max's room. "If you want to help,

Pack doctor had come. Alpha was still letting her be treated. That mea

toward Max's room, grateful I wou

*

House for "cleaning duties." His voice had been cold. Threatening. He didn't even bother hi

th

t him fleeing to join the rogues. Not for a

he Pack House. My legs ached

e, I spent countless hours here. I laughed in these hallways. Sneaked i

t cold. Un

housekeeper, spotted me. Her lip curled

," she sneered, crossing her arms. "The tra

breath. "Good

er finger jabbing toward my face. "You're an eyesore

ned my spine, lifting my chin. She was a serva

traitor! How dare you open your mouth? You should be in the dungeons. Or running with the r

ouder and louder. Like s

t take

cold. "Future Alpha Donovan assigned me this task. If you want to s

you," she hissed. "If you think I'

her before she

to stand up

y voice w

every step. The hallway was silent. I held my breath as I approac

soft k

ng open almo

was a mess, like he'd just rolled out of bed. Bare chest. Lean musc

my life hell. The one who'd grabbed my throa

cold and flat. No expres

t i

his voice flat. "And bei