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2026-09-26 22:03:28MAYA
"I have no idea what happened," I answered Edward's question, keeping my voice as flat and unbothered as I could while wiping the blood from my bottom lip.
"Why would her head spin when you stared at the picture?" he asked further, his brow furrowed as his mind finally cleared of the remaining poison. His eyes darted between the grand portrait of Philomena and Clara, who was still trembling on the cold floor.
"I only looked at the direction my eyes took me to," I said, holding his gaze for a short second before looking away. "Her head spun because I gave her a blow on the head. We just fought."
Without waiting for him to reply, I turned on my heel and walked out of the dining hall.
My heart was hammering against my ribs, but beneath the pain of my bruised ribs and split lip, a cold realization was taking root. They were yet to see the worst of me. I now knew that by just looking at the picture on the wall, anyone that hurts me faces a head spin, not just Maria like I used to think. I wasn't completely helpless in this house anymore. I had the book to guide and guard me, and I had the Goddess of the Moon on my side with all her blessings.
Behind me, I could hear the hushed chaos of the dining room. Maria helped Clara up and took her to her room, murmuring quiet words to her puppet while Edward called for the housekeepers to clean up the shattered china and spilled tea.
I spent the rest of the day in my own chamber, nursing my bruises with cold water and trying to let the quiet ease the ache in my body. The house stayed unnervingly still until late into the night.
In the middle of the night, curiosity and a restless feeling in my chest pulled me out of bed. I crept out into the dim, torch-lit hallway, stepping softly over the cold stone. I only went to peep how Clara was doing—the innocent girl Maria sent to be an enemy with a ghost. I wanted to see if she was packed and ready to leave, or if she was lying in pain from the fight.
The door to the guest chamber was left slightly ajar, a warm golden light spilling out onto the floor. I moved closer, keeping my breath quiet, and peered through the narrow crack.
My breath caught violently in my throat, and I froze where I stood.
I met the two of them having sex. Maria was kneeling on the bed over Clara, her head buried between the young girl's thighs, her hands gripping Clara's hips tightly while Clara gasped and pulled at the silk bedsheets. She was sucking her pussy like I used to experience when Maria used to force her way into my own bed under the guise of pack duty.
I stood there in the dark, dark shadows of the hallway, watching them in complete shock.
Seeing them together in that quiet, hidden room brought a sudden, heavy ache to my chest. I had almost forgotten about sex, but seeing them just reminded me of everything I had been deprived of—the warmth, the touch, and the intimacy I was supposed to be sharing with my mate, Edward, now that my thirty-six days of healing were finally complete.
I pulled back from the door slowly, my heart heavy with a mixture of disgust, bitterness, and a burning desire to finally put an end to all the deceit in this palace.
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