Calliope
I couldn't tell that I had the perfect night as it was not comfortable in any f*****g way. There was no way that I would be comfortable sleeping in Ragnar’s palace. The person who murdered my family. Each time I closed my eyes, I dreamt of the graphic of him pushing his swords into their hearts.
I didn't want to imagine the look on my father’s face as that happened. He trusted and loved Ragnar so much. I kept tossing around the bed, impatiently praying for the morning to come. I was restless, my wolf was restless and I just wanted to get what I came here for. The moment dawn came, I got out of bed, had a quick freshening up, got dressed, grabbed my hood, and stepped out of the room.
As I stepped into the sitting room, I met Caesar and Knox standing there. Knox was ready and
