Chapter 19

Eva

When Marcia knocked on my door to ask for permission to bring all of the clothes in, I was speechless at the countless bags that were packed into the room.

“Right here, this closet will do,” she told the uniformed man who was carrying about ten bags in each hand.

She directed them while I stared stupidly, wondering if I’d perhaps missed the fact that Alpha Cyrus was out of his mind. All these clothes were unnecessary and were a waste, unless he intended to give them to someone else after I left.

If that was the case, then we’d have no problems.

Otherwise, I would keep my word. I didn’t plan on taking anything he gifted me back to the Convent. I had no need for ‘normal clothes’ there. I had my dresses, veils, and scarves, and that was enough.

Once the delivery men left the room, she said to me, “Alpha Cyrus wants you to accompany him to dinner tonight.”

I bit my lip. He didn’t intend on wasting any time. I thought I would have until tomorrow to wrap my head around all of this.