Chapter 13

Mrs Marietta Lazarus reaches out for my hand and I place my right palm in hers. I smile to show I am not afraid and that I am following all that is going on. She leads me to the inner room, a big room that could be used for a ball ceremony. The inside looks ancient and the members of the board are seated around the big mahogany table. All faces draw to me as I see different emotions like I was about to enter the room. I feel like I could run away from there, with Nicholas by my side; I feel very shy.

“What a beautiful lady you are”, said Mrs. Lazarus as she smiled and sat on her chair, or throne if I could say. The throne is the biggest in the room; made out of iron and gold. One can see the gold glow from within the iron. It is a beautiful sight to behold. “But isn’t it too quick for you to have a mate?”

Nicholas stands up and scoffs. His face is down but gains confidence and raises his head back up. He sighs and looks around. He must have missed the pack lands; a place where everyon