Maxwell's POV
“So, where's she?” I asked as she stopped abruptly, thinking.
She looks bewildered, stunned I should say. I don't know who she is but something tells me that she was really shocked.
“I am sorry, your Majesty. But who exactly do you want to see?”
My patience is running thin. I don't know how many times I will repeat myself. “The woman that is in this house with you. Call her out and don't waste any more of my time.”
“Delilah?” the woman muttered under her breath, but I caught the name. So, her name is Delilah.
“I’m sorry, Your Majesty,” she said nervously. “Your servant, Delilah, is not in a condition to meet you right now.”
“What happened to her?” I cut in sharply, my Alpha tone slipping through. My patient was running thin.
Her eyes widened, and her body tensed. Fe
