CHAPTER TWENTY

—JASMINE

Enora bustles around the kitchen, whipping a hearty stew and fresh salad, while I sit at the end of the counter, watching her cook and cradling my stomach.

Enora has been everything and nice to me and no amount of words can express how grateful I feel.

Among all the servants in the main pack house. I’m happy she was the one I picked to be my personal one.

Enora's care for me is like a warm embrace that envelops me entirely.

She tends to my needs with a motherly instinct, anticipating every requirement and catering to it with a gentle touch.

“Luna jasmine,” I think you should rest in your room until I’m done cooking.

I shake my head.

“It’s okay, I want to be here”

“Well, I just want you to get ready cause there’s a package coming in soon and you’ll not like to see it in the kitchen” Enora smiles and I nod at her.

I disappear to my room and get greatly served my meal by Enora who looks delighted to see me eat.

The moment I am done with my meal, a knock comes into