Chapter twenty

Kayla’s POV

Willow laughed out loud. “You ask that question like you expect me to magically know the answer. He’s an alpha and he likes you from the gifts he’s giving you. I think you should try to find peace with it.”

I laughed. “You do know he killed our mother.”

“Didn’t you say it was accidental?”

“I know what I said but it doesn’t make the whole thing any less annoying. I’d prefer we burn the flowers and use them for cooking gas.”

She laughed at my level of savagery just as a knock on the door had us looking to see our father standing there.

“What?” I laughed. “Did he send a horse filled with chocolates and more roses?”

The man didn’t say anything as my eyes opened up widely.

“No, you can’t be serious.”

I ran out of the room and down the stairs to see the front door open. There were two white horses with two palace guards on them. They had, strapped to their loins, a dozen packets of high chocolates.

I had seen these in stores and adverts while in the hospital. The television adve