~Oreva~
I drag myself towards the mansion after his figure disappears from sight, still shocked and confused. Is there something I'm not doing right? Is anyone after my life? Could it be Mr Lance? A series of thoughts flood my mind, causing a serious pang in my head.
The servants snoop around, faking politeness but their murmurs and gossips are loud enough for me to hear.
"The Alpha is just using her, that's for sure." One of the maids lean towards the other and whispers just a moment after bowing curtly when I walked past.
"She doesn't look like his spec to me. She looks so frail and weak." The latter responds and this almost gets to me but I grip my tank and keep moving till I've ascended the stairs.
As much as I try to brush it off, I can't deny the fact that it's the f*****g
