MORGANA’S POV
Damon looks worried. He’s been pacing from left to right all day. Good. Whatever it is that’s getting him all worked up, I hope he gets a stroke and dies because of it.
It has been exactly forty days since I was brought to the castle to be the Alpha’s slave and it brings me a copious amount of shame to admit that I haven’t made any progress in my plans. I have found out absolutely nothing concerning the werewolves.
It’s annoying and frustrating. I need to up my game and I need to do it fast.
Ever since the Alpha put out his new law concerning the humans, everything has been better for us. They give us better food now, thrice a day. We have better clothes and better beds. They even stopped beating us too. Sorry Mr. Punisher, I guess you lost your job.
This special treatme
