Every second that ticked from her pulse to each grain of sand from the hourglass she took note of, as she had come to know how the pack worked swiftly with time.
From the early rise of the sun, until the moon came up, all she had was a few hours of our break, as it seemed the rest of the maids took her subtle attitude to be that of cowardly.
“One of these days, you need to stand up for yourself,” Kyra told her while brushing her hair that evening.
Kyra had walked into one of the maids lashing out words at her and while intervening, the two had gotten themselves into a brawl.
“You shouldn't have hit her,” Aerona said.
Kyra pondered about what Aerona said, perhaps she went too far hitting out at the lady.
“So what did the Alpha tell you the last time he was here?” Kyra asked with a que
