59. SILVER SPOON

“With all due respect, Lady Aiyisha,” Yelena started as she fixed the straps of her mistress’ purple colored everyday gown. It was a couple of minutes past two, and they had both just returned from their afternoon training session… indeed, even the lowliest of wolves took part in the activity as well, for war did not care about class, nor one’s social status? Truly, the only thing that did matter when it came to war were numbers, and skill of course… which was why the entire town, both young and old, both male and female were participating in the training, for they… aye, they all wanted a shot at besting the Curers and keeping their homes.

“Yes, Yelena, what is it?” Aiyisha pressed when after waiting a couple of minutes, her servant still hadn’t said a word. “Come on, out with it already. You do know that I do not bite, right?” She hurried the young maid on, not quite being the type to drag things out.

“I—don’t you think we ought to have gone to check on the Alpha and Lady Kendra by n