Teague had told Louisa he would send someone to show her to his office exactly after an hour had passed, and he was true to his word.
She had had just come out of the bathroom after a long bath when she heard a scratching sound at the door.
Maybe it's a dog, she thought to herself, then remembered once again that she was living with werewolves, and whoever was outside the door must have been in their wolf form.
She moved to the door and opened it, only to find a young man she hadn't seen before standing there.
"Why did you do that? That scratching?"
"To get your attention. Sorry, miss, if it bothers you, I will not do it in the future. But everyone here prefers that we servants scratch their door instead of knocking..."
"Okay, okay," Louisa nods, raising her hand at him, a grin on h
