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und her out of unsung protest. She spends all her time in bed, so it's straight to her room for me. It's not her fault she's ill, and we haven't yet found a cur

y room and that was that. Oh well, I'm here now. Without waiting for confirmation, I walk into the room, closing the door behind me firmly, so mothe

side table gives me sight, as the light illuminates her set of pills on the surface of the wood. She leans her he

d the strength to write that doesn't surprise me. The extent she goes to to

er little table. I ignore that statement, moving to sit on the edge o

groomed, even with Death on her shoulder. She keeps her hair pinned back out of her face, neat and tidy. The one flaw to

rumble, running my hand against the ridges of he

dy up to sitting position, leaning back against her headboard. I monitor her britt

ar. He seems to notice my expression, those sultry eyes gleaming as he wanders in, hands tucked behind his back out of respect. I should have known. As

stand in front of the bed. I keep still in where I sit, my eyes twitching as I have t

to serve an Alpha once again.” My mout

mother compliments. Casting my gaze down to the floor, I curse the Goddess internally. It would be just

ntsman to my mother, “but I can look after myself. I don't need

, seeing this

nows when they will strike, so until then, you will have Cal with you at every waking hour. This is for your best in

that every fiber of my Ind

rotect you with my life, Alpha

hoice?” I question my mother, planning

back to him, as he says, “I trained as Guard when I was sixteen, and was hired by your father as his personal guard when you were only fou

a reaction, she doesn't make one; she trusts this man. As the Alpha, I'm not used to having people ad

to normal once we sort things out with Kael,” mother insists. She takes a moment to sip her wa

” I say, biting the edge of

I step outside, I be

ou disregarded my protests and refused to tell me your name. I was moments away from finding out who

you wouldn't tell me anything if you found out who I was. I wanted a feel for who

him honestly, giving him a sideways glance. “but I'm wi

on to him how much he made that sound like some dysfunctional relationship. It's not as if I know very much about that. By the sound

h now, considering you know my daily schedule,” I say flatly,

*

d he would hear, if I was in distress. I only nodded sardonically and closed the door on his face once he was done with his speech. Once I had bathed and changed int

me he's a light sleeper, which I don't doubt, considering his past. Since my stomach is protesting about the small dinner I had, I'm going to wander down to th

outside hitting the floor indoors. Fine hairs on the back of my neck and on my arms stand right up. Slowly, I back up a few steps, before I scold mysel

he banister, sliding along it while I move. I can't tell if I'm trembling from the draft, of from the cold. When I look through the threshold, I almost scream. Two of my Guards are lying dead on

turn and make my way quickly back to my room. My hand is still ov

r shadow on my bed. He wears dark closes, a piece of cloth covering his nose and mouth, eyes hidden behind a

heavy threat. The blade is straight cut and glints in the light of my bed light that is always on.