Chapter 12: Scars

ELVA’S POV

“Good morning, father… Good morning, mother…”

“Good morning, my beautiful daughter,” Father said to me.

My face went to the man who stood beside Father and I wondered if I had ever seen him in the palace or not. There were many servants, and I couldn’t boast of knowing them all by face, even after staying a year in the palace. But his outfit didn’t look like a servant’s. He wore a gray satin shirt atop brown trousers. When my eyes glanced at his shoes, I became certain that he wasn’t a servant.

I was about to greet him when Father spoke.

Pointing at the man, Father said, “Daughter, from today, Mr. Stewart, here, will be your trainer. He’s a werewolf from a distant pack who is an expert at teaching people how to control their wolves. His methods are proven and he’d be in charge of both your physical and mental training to awaken and control your wolf.”

Lucius had been the one tutoring me all this while. He had been generous enough to make out time to train his big siste