Twenty Two

OLIVIA'S POV

We arrived at the packhouse and the set of unfamiliar faces I saw made me feel uneasy. They looked at me like I had horns growing out of my head.

"Just ignore them for now." Niamh said, "I'm sure you would like to have some rest instead of chatting around with people you don't know."

Niamh was right.

Even if I chatted with those people who looked at me with unfamiliarity, I wouldn't know what to say or how to introduce myself. My mate and I had to speak first to conclude how he would like me to be introduced to his people. He already took a big risk, taking me out of Leo's grasp and I couldn't be more grateful. My heart pounded in my chest as we entered the huge mansion that looked unfamiliar and different. Unlike the one I lived in, this one looked elder and the designs were almost Renaissance-looking. The structure made it looked one of the castles I could only read about in books.

I didn't mean to get so excited but i couldn't help it. I suddenly felt like a princess.