FORTY-FIVE

Ever since the break of dawn, a certain thought refused to leave her mind. Initially, it was nothing disturbing, but the more she pondered about it, it turned bothersome.

Raven, the black witch who was somehow considered a heroine by the other maids because she sensed a fire occurrence the previous night, could be seen at the compound.

Was she supposed to be here? No – the Head assigned her to solely take care of the garden today. It did come as a shock to her since her workload could be considered bulky.

Then again, the beta had seemingly requested for it to be lessened and though Raven was grateful, she couldn't stop thinking about the Scarlet Heart Pack.

It's callous Alpha, Sebastian, to be specific. Lately, she thought about her beloved that was still there – waiting, praying, and hoping for her to come back to him; her brother, Chris.

Certainly, it has been a while since she failed woefully in her mission, and to keep herself alive, succumbed to the will of this Pack.

Yet, her mi