Isobel.
“My headservant is supposed to be back by now. I hope she's okay…” I said, loud enough for the council ministers to hear me. I had finally gotten rid of my anxiety and held my shoulders high, and Alpha Samson doesn't look disturbed at all.
Could he have known about the video? He acted like he knew nothing all the time, and that confused me more.
“What about a guard going after the servant? Or alpha’s beta…” the minister said, staring at the alpha king, who gave a single nod to his suggestion.
My heart began throbbing. Could she have done what she wanted by now? I just hoped this doesn't get my feet out, or I would be trolled by the whole pack.
Alpha’s Beta left the throne room himself and soon returned with my headservant bleeding. I was in a panic, even though I knew she did
