33~ You're Lyra, Aren't You?

JESSICA

I patiently waited for Blake to leave. According to him, he was going to meet a friend not quite far away, but probably would take a little longer to return home.

After he had left the pack house, I stood by the window to watch him leave. As if he knew I was there, he looked up at me, offering a smile before hopping into the car.

I watched him drive off, then I called in my maid. "Yes, Your Highness."

"Go down to the training ground, call me a young lady named Lyra." I instructed.

"Yes, ma'am." She turned and left.

When Blake had said it the previous day, I couldn't shake off the pang of jealousy that surge inside of me. He never mentioned any lady besides Vanessa, so mentioning one felt differently.

I wanted to see for myself what type of lady she was before Blake would introduce her to me. Yes, you can call that jealous curiosity.

I sat in patience as I waited for my maid to show up with the girl. Not quite long after my expectation, a knock came on the door.

"Come in." I