REJECTED BY THE MOON
The stench from the left hand side of the castle hit my heavily, that I turned and saw what resembled an abattoir.
At the other end of the gigantic castle, just beneath the abattoir, I could see maids who were dressed in black clothes like funeral undertakers. They each scampered around with a firm and fearful gaze.
"Untie her, and take her in!" I jolted back to reality, as Alpha Kieran's voice echoed throughout the secluded castle.
Immediately, two young hybrids, who I supposed where in their early twenties, came running out. Coincidentally, they also wore black clothes.
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