Ivara’s POV
Two days. It had been two whole days, and I hadn’t gotten into trouble.
Not a single incident, no accidental confrontations, no summoned-to-the-castle nonsense. Best of all, no alpha slamming me against walls.
It was suspicious… as if I had become invisible, as if I wasn’t even in Dark Hound anymore.
I heaved a sigh. The entire estate buzzed with energy all because of the wolf hunt.
That was all everyone talked about.
Excitement clung to the air like perfume. The maids chattered endlessly about it, and it was slowly starting to get annoying.
“It’s going to be amazing this year!”
“I heard men from the northern territories are coming!”
“They say the theme is extravagant!”
I dragged the mop across the polished floor, unimpressed.
What exactly was there to be excited abo
