CHAPTER 11

YARA’S POV

I walked straight into my room right after I left the alpha’s room. Then I locked the door, leaving the key in the keyhole before I placed my own copy of the signed contract on the table I just cleaned up along with the rest of the room, before I made my way to the bed, and laid on my back to stare at the ceiling that had beautiful paintings and illustrations on them.

I couldn’t help but think questioningly, about who must have been in this room as its occupant before I was forced by Alpha Denver to stay in it and I also wondered why it was so dusty even when it was filled with the pretty things inside. I felt it was supposed to be cleaned regularly.

It was obvious that the room must have belonged to a very important person from how exotic it appeared to be.

But judging from what happened earlier with the maid that was assigned to me by alpha Denver, no matter how discreet I tried to be with her to get her to answer my questions, I knew she wasn’t going to say anything. It