He had everything figured out, there was no way he would give up on her just yet. Not when he had spent over five years training her to be the woman she was now. Were it not for him, Leila might have ended up as a rogue werewolf roaming the forests and barely managing to survive.
Bastian knew all of that did not matter, perhaps fate would have smiled on her and someone else would have helped her, but she was his most prized possession and trophy, one he was not planning to let anyone else have.
He was patiently waiting for Jerry, who he had summoned to discuss his next plan with. In the meantime, he took turns playing the game of chess with one of the castle's house ghosts. They were often dumb, silent and easy to win, hence making them a perfect candidate for Bastian’s brooding sessio
