When I woke up, the first rays of sunlight were already streaming through the window, signaling that a new day had begun. I stretched my limbs and let out a yawn, feeling the warmth of the morning embrace me. As I made my way to the bathroom, the refreshing anticipation of a soothing bath energized my tired body. The water cascaded down my skin, washing away the remnants of sleep and rejuvenating my senses. Once I was dressed, I made my way to the pack's clinic. The pack's doctor greeted me with a warm smile as I entered the clinic. His eyes sparkled with gratitude, and his words resonated with sincerity as he thanked me for the assistance I had provided over the past few days. It was heartening to know that my efforts had made a difference, even in the face of adversity.Returning his smile, I expressed my gratitude for the opportunity to contribute to the well-being of our pack.Walking through the clinic, I observed the patients I had been attending to over the past few days. To
I sat in my room, my nimble fingers meticulously knitting a bag that I planned to give the pack's doctor. The night was quiet, and the palace felt still and peaceful. I had finished knitting several scarves earlier but found myself unable to sleep, my mind restless with a sense of unfinished business.As I concentrated on my task, the rhythmic clicking of the knitting needles filled the room. The soft yarn slipped through my fingers, forming neat rows, as I focused on my craft. The moon cast a gentle glow through the window, illuminating the room with a serene light.Just as I was about to complete another row, a sudden knock on my door shattered the tranquil silence. Startled, I dropped my knitting needles, the yarn unraveled and rolled onto the floor. My heart skipped a beat, and my mind raced, wondering who could be visiting at such a late hour.My initial fear wrestled with my courageous spirit, urging me to face the unknown. Steeling myself, I rose from my chair and approached th
The golden rays of the morning sun peeked through the curtains, gently nudging Adolph awake from his slumber. He blinked sleepily, his mind slowly emerging from the depths of dreams. As he stirred, he glanced beside him, noticing that Scarlett still lay peacefully asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, he quietly slipped out of the bed and tiptoed out of the room.Adolph made his way to his own chamber, the events of the previous night still fresh in his mind. He needed to freshen up and dress before facing the challenges that awaited him in the palace. The warm water cascaded over his hands as he splashed his face, washing away the remnants of sleep and revitalizing his senses. He dressed quickly, preparing himself for the day ahead. Adolph strode confidently towards the quarters of his guards. As he approached, he noticed that they were just waking up, their eyes heavy with the remnants of sleep. Concern etched his face as he realized that they had failed to respond to his call for he
I blinked my eyes open, greeted by the gentle morning light streaming through the windows. As I realized it was already morning, a sense of urgency washed over me. Adolph had already risen from the bed, and I knew I needed to prepare for the day that lay ahead.With a quick pace, I made my way to the luxurious bathing chamber, where my maidservants had thoughtfully prepared everything for me. The warm water cascaded over my skin, refreshing and invigorating me. Once bathed and refreshed, I dressed in a simple yet elegant gown, the fabric cascading around me as I moved. Determined to join Adolph and support him in whatever way I could, I made my way through the palace halls, my steps filled with purpose.As I arrived at the gathering, I saw Adolph standing with Liam, his loyal advisor and friend. A sense of relief washed over me as I approached them, my gaze immediately falling on Adolph's injured hand. Concern etched across my face, I reached out, gently examining the bandaged wound.
Adolph recognized the importance of finding the maid responsible for the treacherous act that had befallen the palace. Determined to uncover her identity, he called upon the most skilled artist in the Moonlight pack to aid in the search.As the artist stood before him, Adolph explained the gravity of the situation. "We need to find the maid who added the sleeping pill to the guards' food. She poses a threat to the pack and must be brought to justice."With a nod of understanding, the artist readied his tools, preparing to capture the likeness of the maid. Adolph turned to the head of the maidservants, his voice firm yet tinged with urgency. "Describe her to the artist. We need an accurate representation."The head of the maidservants stepped forward, her eyes filled with determination. She carefully described the girl's features—the shape of her face, the color of her hair, and the distinctive marks that adorned her skin. The artist listened attentively, their skilled hands ready to t
As the news of the maid's discovery and subsequent death reached Louis, his heart sank, and a sense of unease washed over him. Without wasting a moment, he rushed to the palace, his steps fueled by a mix of concern and curiosity.Upon his arrival, Louis found Scarlett and Adolph standing together, their expressions etched with grief and determination. He greeted them with a nod and joined them, his eyes drawn to the lifeless body of the maid.Bending down, Louis carefully examined the deceased girl. His brows furrowed in confusion as he noticed the damage to her face. The pieces of the puzzle didn't quite fit, and a sense of suspicion began to gnaw at him.Sensing his puzzlement, Louis called Adolph's attention, urging him to step aside for a private conversation. He spoke in hushed tones, sharing his doubts and suspicions."Adolph, something doesn't feel right about this," Louis whispered, his voice filled with concern. "I suspect that the girl may still be alive, and this could be a
Louis sat at his desk, his mind consumed by thoughts of the maid. Determined to uncover the truth about her past, he delved deeper into his research. His investigation led him to discover that she was an orphan, but she had been taken in and cared for by her aunt. Excited by this breakthrough, Louis decided to track down the maid's aunt, hoping to gather more information about her.He made his way to the address he found for the aunt's house, but to his surprise, it stood empty and abandoned. Puzzled, Louis wondered where the aunt could have gone. Undeterred, he decided to inquire with the neighbors, hoping they might have some insight into the aunt's whereabouts.As he spoke to different people in the area, one person caught his attention. The man seemed familiar with the maid's aunt and shared the sad news that she had passed away. Louis felt a pang of disappointment, realizing that an important source of information had been lost. However, the man also mentioned that the aunt had a
Louis approached the man trying hard not to allow him notice. The man sat at a table, deeply engrossed in his wine, oblivious to Louis' presence. Seizing the opportunity, Louis swiftly grabbed him, pulling him away from the table and out into the open.Caught off guard, the man's initial confusion quickly transformed into resistance. He struggled against Louis, determined to free himself from the vice-like grip. A fierce struggle ensued as the two grappled with each other, their bodies twisting and turning in a desperate dance of strength and willpower.Finally, after an arduous battle, Louis managed to overpower the man. He expertly tied him down, ensuring he couldn't escape. With the man securely restrained, Louis turned his attention to the maid, retrieving her from her hiding place.Carrying both of them, Louis made his way to the secluded depths of the nearby woods. He chose a remote spot, far from prying eyes and curious ears. A sense of urgency hung in the air as he needed the