The next morning, I wake up to see my cell still wide open. Greyson doesn’t do more than send me a sad smile when I leave.
It is very obvious that I am not in a good mood today but who am I, just a filthy maid, that’s who.
The only thing making me smile today is my wolf.
I can feel her presence in my head but the silver is not completely gone so she’s not fully back.
I am just thankful that she’s alright.
“Hey, are you listening to me?”
I blink at the short female in front of me. She huffs and places the sheets in my arms, “Take them to the King’s bedroom.”
What? “I am sorry but I can’t go in there.”
She waves her arms at me, “Don’t worry, the King and his mate aren’t doing anything.”
I don’t know why she winks at me.
I look down at my arms and sigh.
They aren’t doing anything y
