ALARA’S POV
I was right.
Everyone blamed me for what happened the previous night, even the servants who worked in the castle.
I saw the looks in their eyes when they came to attend to me that morning. Even from the way they carefully moved to me, I could tell that they dreaded me.
“Luna Alara?” One of them said with a shaky voice, she seemed to be the bravest among the five of them
“May I?” She pointed at the dress she wanted to take to wash.
“Go ahead,” I said, but she was still reluctant to pick it up.
I was certain that she was afraid that I could sink my claws into her if she bent down to pick up the dress.
So I left the room for them. I couldn’t watch them act like I had never been nice to them.
With a heavy feeling inside my heart, I sauntered along the passage, and it wa
