CHAPTER 23

Marcus's POV

As I went back into my chambers, rage consumed my mind at the sight of what I had seen.

Smithson's intentions were clearly not good but what I do not understand is why.

Smithson had clearly loathed her and destroyed her pack. He had several slaves and servants pleading for his attention, so why would he want to touch what was already mine?

I was vexed and needed some unwinding. I couldn't go to the beer house at the moment because it could lead to a confrontation with Smithson.

I could kill him this time.

I decided to go out for a stroll. Looking out my window, I noticed it was almost dinnertime. But I went out anyway.

I stepped out of my chambers and made my way down towards the hallway. Arriving at the balcony overlooking the banquet hall, I saw Lily.

She was dressed in work clothes, she had an apron on, and she held a little basket with some cucumbers and berries. Her nails were dirty and her face was worn out.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” I asked her c