Seraphine's pov.
I stopped dead in my tracks as I turned around slowly, but surely.
He was seated on the couch, his hair tousled and messy. It looked like he had just finished taking a bath. I bowed, scared.
"I am going to the little celebration for the maids and guards," I replied, my voice barely a whisper.
"And who said you could go?" he barked, his eyes not leaving my face for a second.
"I thought..." I started
"... I agreed you could go?" he scoffed.
I bit my lips harshly. I thought I would get away with this.
"You seem to have forgotten that you are still being punished," he blurted. I sighed in resignation. He probably will tell me to go back to my room. There was no going around it now.
"Sorry, Alpha. I'll go back to my room," I stated and made my way back. Just as I held
