Drusilla walked hurriedly through the cold stone corridors, her breath hitching with every step. The image of the jagged arrow in Arielle’s hand and the blood-stained cloth wouldn't leave her mind. She stopped before the heavy, iron-reinforced doors of the Alpha King’s chambers, her hands clenched tight around the hem of her apron. Two guards blocked her path, their spears crossing with a metallic clack before her chest."The Alpha King is resting," the guard on the left grunted. "No disturbances."“Please,” Drusilla insisted, her voice tight, rising in urgency. "It is important! I must speak with him," Drusilla pleaded."It can wait until dawn, girl. Move along," the second guard growled, stepping forward to intimidate her.But Drusilla didn't budge. "It cannot wait! Please!"She tried again. And again.Her voice rose, desperation bleeding through her composure. “Please let me in.”Inside the chamber, Ethan sat in a high-backed leather chair, a glass of amber whiskey in his hand. Th
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