Chapter 27

I let my head fall to the ground, my icy blonde hair hung like a curtain shielding my face. It didn't protect me from the vile whispers of the crowd as I passed, the soldiers hold on my arms was unrelenting and it made my muscles throb painfully but I couldn't complain,

I had no right to.

We arrived at the top floor and I frowned as we approached the familiar mahogany doors. They ushered me into the room, and my wandering eyes took in the beautiful red carpet that covered the center of the room, the chandeliers that hung above my head, the pale wood-paneled walls, and the grand piano in the corner.

I was too absorbed in the magnificence of the room to notice when the two guards had left, locking me alone in the office. I moved towards the piano and ran my fingers along the smooth wooden surface. It was beautiful.

Dahlia had a piano back home too, she played well, even winning an award last month for the best pianist in our pack. I'd always watched her, hiding behind the stairs or peek