Secretly, I made it towards my room and I was certain Lustrow wouldn't be there. My dress was ragged and stained by some substances I wasn't aware of. I avoided everyone on my way by covering my self with a veil so they wouldn't see my dress and follow by multiple, questions that I knew I would not be able to answer. Hastily, I quickened my steps, I was tired and I needed to rest. My body was still tickling due to the effect of contact with the cockroach. "My lady?"Oh lord! I chanted. Someone had noticed me but I decided to pretend it was not me and continue to move until she began to follow me. "Hey who are you? Wait! Why are you covering your face?" She ran after me and pulled down my veil, revealing everything. I stood still with my head hung down. "My lady? What!?" It was Astrid, my personal maid. I used a palm to cover her mouth to stop her from speaking loudly and I guessed she understood. She grasped my arm and took me to the room. "My lady, what's all this?"

"Who are you?" I asked the maid who was arranging the room, who made it look very beautiful. It smelled so fresh, like beautiful flowers. I could also perceive the aroma of ginger tea combined with something else I couldn't tell, but it smelled delicious. "I am your new maid my lady. My name is Karla." She said curtsying. "Where is Astrid?" I asked her. Astrid was a very nice maid. She was an intelligent nice girl whom I liked and trusted so much. I didn't want a new maid because no one would never be like Astrid. She was the only one who could understand my pain and me myself, she gave me what I wanted. She even laid her lives for me, with her help, I was able to communicate with Leoric even without seeing him. She would deliver my better to him and delivered his message to me. She was a rare gem to me that I would never want to lose. "She has been transferred to the elder Luna's quarter." The maid said and I knew taht was all. I couldn't place the order of her retu

Being Lustrow's wife was very hard for me as he continued to treat me like a slave and treated me very bad. His parents were trying their best to treat me as a daughter in law, but they were too dumb to notice how their son treated me even on their presence. What could I do? I took everything with a pinch of salt and went on with life. He hit me, insulted me, harass me and usually did that in front of the maids. He always tried to prove that I was nothing higher than the maids in status but I never gave him a chance to ridicule me to that level. I knew who I was, I wasn't Kevyra but Silene, the only child of Alpha Phenrix. This was an experience that would never had occurred if he was alive. My father was a disciplinarian, even if Lustrow was my mate and my husband, behaving so arrogantly and non chalantly, my father would have made him know the difference between world and life. There was a day I voiced out, but I ended up in tears and I was happy I said what I h

Karla's death was really shocking for me, it baffled me. She was here to kill someone but she got killed and that was were the confusion set in. It had been a week since the incident happened but it was like I couldn't forget about her in a moment. She was so nice and intelligent. I was already planning to stop her evil plan and I had started to make a move but her sudden death broke my heart. There were some questions I still wanted to get answered, my mind was mess as I tried hard to unravel the mystery behind her death. Lustrow made everyone believe that I could be the one who killed her because I didn't like her as my maid but because I couldn't complain about it, I decided to kill her. He wasn't planning to get me jailed, was he? No one knew yet if it was murder or accident, but most believed that it was murder. While trying to put the pieces together, I heard knocks on my door and a recognisable scent rented the air. It wasn't it a maid to have a special scent, so

I felt cold, I wrapped arm around myself and bent my knees so I laid curled on the ground. Life was so hard living with Lustrow, he made life tougher than I could ever imagine. No matter how hard life is, how complicated on fate is, how rough one's road is, how horrible one's nightmare is, you shouldn't just give up. Try, try and try till you get to your destination. For Lustrow, I never did did anything properly. When asked to take a step to the south, I ended up moving elsewhere, whether or not I took a step to the south, fate worked in inverse for me. If I planted right, I reaped wrong. Lustrow had made me sleep in the basement overnight, locking the door up. The basement in the pack house functioned as the washhouse for the whole pack and a store room for useless junks.I had mistakenly spilled hot coffee on his dress. He had told me not to ever look into his eyes or walk on the same path with him. Not aware that he was on the path I was treading, I ran into him,