Chapter Twenty one: Bullseye

Roselle forced herself to go to bed after the maids left her. But no matter how hard she tried; she just couldn't calm down sufficiently to drift off to sleep. Her mind was occupied with a lot of things, mainly, about Romeo. She didn't want to think about him, but it was impossible for her to ignore what she had just managed to glean from her maids. It was just a rumor she repeated to herself, but according to all the things she had observed in the imperial palace – the royal family's reaction towards him including all the Werewolves present in the ball, all told her otherwise. Moreover, appearances do not lie! The difference was pretty obvious and having Romeo being the only one with such distinct appearance says it all.

Burying her face into her pillow, Roselle let out a deep sigh. She never would have thought something like this was going on in the werewolves' empire. Back home, the human's main and biggest problem was nothing else but Werewolves and there were no major issues amon