His feeding time

(Elina)

It turned out, the news of me burning down half the castle had spread like wildfire. Of course, it was expected to happen. The following day I woke up early, it wasn't easy to fall asleep like back home. However, Florence had the honor of waking me up, saying servants had to wake up early to do chores around the house.

“I think you shouldn't go there. You may be punished, the mansion is big but… it's not everywhere you should go,” one of the female servants said when I asked her where they kept thieves or prisoners.

“Okay fine,” I said, knowing full well, every living being in the werewolf world lived in fear. After the girl walked away with a basket of laundry, I scanned the place to make sure no one was around when I took a tiny trip down the stairs and found myself in some dark corridor. Probably outside with no guards around. It seemed like the east wing of the castle.

“I'm sure I'll find Hazel somewhere around,” I knew Hazel was locked up somewhere. I put her in trouble