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Chapter 19: No Good Deed

Author: Claire Wilkins
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-09-11 14:04:17
Ophelia's POV

Arthur's Beta and Jessica arrived early that morning to relocate me to my own private villa. It was located in a remote part of the ShadowClaw Pack's lands, and I couldn't suppress my excitement at having a place all to myself.

In my old home, it felt as if nothing had belonged to me. Nothing had been truly mine. And now, even though of course I knew that it was a temporary arrangement, I had nonetheless been granted my own space. A house no less! And I intended to savor every moment of it for as long as it lasted.

The room I'd occupied previously in the mansion had been a special room in a private sanitorium. A room exclusively for the Pack Luna. But the villa had been designed specifically for me.

"Arthur knows that you love plants," Anthony said with a gentle smile. He was driving us all to my new home and briefly met my gaze in the rearview mirror. "So he instructed the gardeners to fill the surrounding landscape with flowers. Wait until you see this
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