Fifty-Three

LUSTRE

My hands shivered slightly at my sides as everywhere became full of hateful whispers, I already knew that most of the workers— especially the maids, hated my guts because of how much Alpha Fleki was fond of me and they didn't waste a second to say spiteful things about me immediately I'd challenged him.

Reid's eyes were already trained on me, but he briefly looked away and whispered something into the elder's ear and she also looked directly at me the instant he took his lips away from her ears. I let my eyes meet both of theirs and I didn't flinch from their stares because I was certain that in the real sense, I'd done absolutely nothing wrong and my actions were completely justifiable.

While the place remained rowdy, I could still feel anger and grief coursing through my veins as I watched the guards carry Bertha's body away. I hoped she'd be buried respectfully despite having died as a traitor so that she could find peace in the afterlife, but I knew that the chances of that