CHAPTER 24

Marcus’s POV

I wanted to give her a good response, but I stopped myself. “This is my mansion, so I can do whatever I like and you have no other choice than to obey me,” I replied with an icy tone.

“Great! I am seated, what next?” She asked, her voice dripping with disdain.

“You eat,” I instructed.

I had tried to eat without her, but her stomach kept making little sounds that could not escape my ears.

my wolf made sure of it.

She sat down quietly as though she was not hungry and with composure began serving herself some food. After dishing out what she wanted, she picked up her spoon and stared at me for a few seconds as though considering her options before finally eating.

I sighed in relief. She had barely eaten in days since she had arrived in Mistwood Creek. I made a silent promise to myself to abolish quite several rules binding the slaves to their masters.

“You should prepare yourself in the morning.” I began and she slowed down her eating. “Clothes would be waiting for you in yo