Chapter 46 : Death Agreement?

Ophelia’s POV

Lying in my bed, I began to think about my circumstances. If there had been any change in the situation they'd have come to tell me. Of course, they hadn't, and I still knew nothing. It was safe to assume they were going according to the plan.

This was ridiculous for me to await my fate without speaking up. I'd made a vow not to stay silent. Remaining hidden in this room and crying wasn't going to get me the answers I needed. It was critical that I talk with Arthur.

I slid out of bed determined to find him.

As I left my room, I ran into Catherine. So, she was just able to hang around wherever she wanted because she was engaged to our Alpha? I swallowed down my pride and told myself that I had to accept it. She'd probably be living her full time soon.

"Ophelia, just the person I'm looking for. I have to talk with you. It's about the heir you're carrying."

"What do you mean?" I asked, tilting my head feeling suspicious.

"It's a matter of dotting I's and cro