"Rafe, she is but a lost she-wolf. She will be under our surveillance every moment of the day. She is probably lost." "Why introduce her as your guest to the people? We have specific ways to handle strangers. Don't you think you're giving her way too much freedom?" Rafe pressed. "No."
~Ezinne~ A heavy thud made me bolt up into a sitting position, sleep caking the corners of my eyelids. I rubbed my eyes to wipe away the remnants of sleep. As my vision came into focus, I saw Rhea standing imposingly at the foot of my bed, arms folded across her chest, and her face twisted i
I even know that Rhea's role as my handmaiden wasn't a demotion, as she would have me believe, but rather a strategic placement by Malik to spy on me. Sometimes, I also think Rhea tries to rile me up on purpose to get information from me. That was why I needed to be careful. I was given the freedom
I was on the verge of responding when the distant echo of a shout reached us, its intensity was like that of a battle cry. I halted, focusing on the source of the noise, and Rhea paused as well. "That's the sound from the training ground. The warriors are practising," she explained.
Ezinne~ ~ Malik stood there, flanked by his close men, whom I now suspected were the brotherhood. The man named Rafe, with his piercing glare of dislike; Soren, my striking saviour who seemed to think we had a past connection; and the ever-smiling boy, Kael, whose joy seemed untouched by t
I paced restlessly around my bedroom, staring at the door. I had counted up to a hundred, half-expecting, half-dreading him to burst through the door at any moment but he didn't. While I was still contemplating if he was going to come, a sharp knock came at my door. I twirled around and swiftly took
"This is remarkable," he commended. "It's been ages since I've tasted anything quite like this. It reminds me of home. There's... a familiarity to it. Where did you learn to cook in such a way?" I shrugged lightly, offering a small, somewhat distant smile, playing into my role. "I wish I could tel
~Ezinne~ I moaned softly in my slumber, stretching my arms to offer my knotted muscles a sweet relief, but my torso felt like it had been trapped under a boulder. Something warm was on me, holding me tightly. My eyes flared open, and my head instinctively snapped to my side, only to see Malik