Hyacinth’s POV
Steam curled around the edges of the room, filling the air with the calming scent of lavender. I sank deeper into the bathwater, letting the warmth soothe my muscles. My arms floated lazily at my sides, and for a moment, it felt as though I am at peace.
My eyes fluttered shut, but even in the silence, my mind refused to quiet down. Two weeks had passed since I arrived at Vince’s pack, and the days had been anything but dull. Every corner of this place seemed to hold a secret, a story waiting to be uncovered. But instead of feeling at ease, I felt like an outsider peering through a window.
The sound of soft footsteps pulled me from my thoughts. Two maids bustled about the room, tending to their tasks with quiet efficiency. They had been assigned to me shortly after my arr
