I want to go back

KALILA POV

My stay at Dahlia's pack wasn't all that bad; it was an intriguing place, and I actually liked it. However, there was one factor that I had grown so used to, Ares. I had fully settled into Dahlia's room, which was marvellous. It was designed with only the best furniture and a few paintings that I guessed Dahlia had been attracted to. It was a place genuinely befitting a princess. Frankly, I was treated like one, mainly by Dahlia's parents. Her mother had seen to it that all my needs were thoroughly catered for.

"Oh, dear! No way, you're not to do a thing! Does Ares make you work when he has servants?" she would often ask.

She made me feel like a little girl returning from a harsh boarding school. I often wondered how she would react if I were to tell her that I had become a regular at Ares's dreadful dungeon.

"You would see another level of freak out. She loves Dahlia more than her father. I'm not sure your marriage with Ares would last a second longer," Nova often told me