Masha's chest tightened, as though an invisible weight was pressing down on her. She couldn't think properly.
"Masha?" Arabella held her hands, looking very worried. "What is wrong? Why are you acting this way?"
She had no idea Masha was eavesdropping on the Alphas' conversations.
Blinking several times, Masha forced herself back to reality and looked at Arabella, but her throat was too constricted to speak.
"Hey, talk to me," Arabella added in a hushed tone.
Masha was too petrified and did not know what to say. Why would the Alphas be plotting such a thing against the King? Why would they want to kill him?
Arabella held her hands and shook her one more time, but she couldn't bring herself to say what her ears had heard. How would she even reveal to her that her uncle and the rest of
