My hurried feet slow as I make my way through the huge living room. Never seen anything as huge as this. Everyone bows their heads in respect at the sight of me, and I can only imagine why.
“Where is Freya,” I ask a maid.
“I will take you to her,” comes her response.
“Without the Alpha finding out,” I utter and the maid stare right at me. Confused. “Please,” I say once again, desperation consuming my voice.
“This way,” she leads the way, and I follow behind her.
She takes me through some hidden paths in the mansion. We run into other servants, but they pay little or no attention to me. The servants look like they are serving someone else. I don’t even care about it.
“You can knock on her door. She is in there,” the maid points at a door.
“Thank you. But why is her room quite far f
