Viktoria POV
I don’t understand. Why is he angry with me? Why did he look at me like I’m here of my own will? It wasn’t my fault I didn’t stay last night. There was a whole conspiracy—one crafted by the two devils who call themselves Luna and Lady Lucille. They made sure I couldn’t reach him, and now I’m the one he’s mad at?
I let out a quiet sigh and glance at them. Kyra and Lucille exchange a cold look before turning and walking into the house too. The servants file after them quietly. It is like witnessing a funeral procession. The alpha house is like a funeral parlor, almost as though I'm about to step into a morgue, if this wasn't a wolf pack, that is.
“Miss Viktoria,” says a servant who walks up to me, “please come with me.”
I follow her inside, reminding myself to be bold, t
