I stared at him for a while before I spoke.“Do you promise not to get mad if I tell you?”“Where were you besides the clinic?” He asked, his face curious and serious. I pouted a little, getting a little nervous over what I did when we already had a talk about this.We were finally having some time together without thinking of anything besides each other. But that has to be ruined. “Sabrina,” he called, sounding a bit impatient now.I sighed and surrendered.“Promise me first you’d see the reason for this and not get mad. At least not with Sebastian.”“Sebastian?” He sat up with the realization, looking a little mad with his brows still furrowed. Oh my. “Why–I told him not–“ I took his hand to stop him and sat up as well. “Promise me, please. I have a reason.”Still frowning, Titus looked right into my eyes and nodded briefly. I heaved a deep breath and sat properly on the bed, still holding his hand.“I–ah…” I looked down on our joined hands and exhaled one final deep breath.

I inhaled the cool breeze of the wind as I stood beside the huge tree in front of the Omega House.I woke up with the sun already on my face, and with a note on my lamp that said: ‘Good morning, my love. I’ll be missing you again for the entire day. I have to go to work. I don’t want to disturb your sleep so I just wrote this note. I’ll see you this afternoon. Let’s have lunch together. See you.’My heart was still thumping real fast when a knock suddenly came on my door. Before I could open it, Maddie came in with a bright greeting. She noticed I was reading something, and my heart thumped for an entirely different reason that time. I immediately created an alibi and acted as if it was nothing.The situation made my mind go back to my thoughts last night. When can I talk about Titus and I freely? I’m not his secret, am I?I leaned away from the tree and put the broomstick I was holding earlier. I had just finished sweeping the yard. I insisted on doing that when the Head Matron d

“Happy birthday, Your Majesty. Enjoy your meal.” “Thank you,” Titus replied as soon as the chef walked away from our table that had the nicest smelling food I’ve ever smelled. “I can’t believe you managed to sneak this one out on me.” Titus shook his head in amusement. Sebastian, who was in front of him around this long table, grinned. “Well, am I not an awesome wingman?” He held the wine glass beside his porcelain plate. “Cheers to another year for our King, to Vamos, to defeating those stupid rogues, and to me. Cheers!” Shake to the head and chuckles came in before the clanging of the wine glasses came at Sebastian’s toast. “To Sebastian,” Titus added, smiling, before he sipped on his wine. I smiled at the both of them grinning at each other. It was so nice of Sebastian to prepare a celebration for his bestfriend’s birthday. And it was so nice seeing how genuine their relationship is. Sebastian led us to the Andreyev mansion. I have been to this place once, and I have din

“There was an attack in the pack that night. Mother and Father were fighting prior to that, because of me. She wanted to celebrate my birthday with him, but he never showed up until Mom decided to clean up the food she prepared for us. He eventually arrived later, smelling like alcohol. He was drunk, he could barely walk straight.”“My mother tucked me to bed that night, and that was the first time I saw her crying in front of me. She apologized to me over and over again for failing to have a nice birthday celebration. It was also the first time I saw them fight. It was always just them and I could hear them from afar. But that day, they talked back and forth, and that’s when I knew about their issue. That Father held on to Grandfather’s words about their matebond being a curse, and that Mom was sick of him not trusting their connection when it has already been years since they found out they were mates.”He paused for a while again and arranged the flowers he must have brought with h

“... woken up yet. Run another one on that boy and we’ll start with this subject.”I shifted on my side, feeling so heavy and nauseous.“This boy is not going to survive another one. It’s clear he isn’t the right subject for this. We’re going to throw away some mixtures on him.””Just do it!” I flinched when someone screamed.My eyes were still closed, but my lids pushed further down when his voice echoed around the room. It rang loudly in my eyes.”I don’t care if he dies! We will not touch her until the master says so.””As you wish.”The voices around stopped, but the ringing in my head continued. I groaned, feeling so heavy--exhausted. I could barely move myself.“Primary subject has woken up.”I attempted opening my eyes. But it feels like I’m lifting a heavy weight metal and I was being pulled back to unconsciousness. I couldn’t seem to do it.”That’s good. That indicates she is indeed perfect for this. Almost everyone died with that mixture.”Mixture? Died at what?Confused, I