Chapter 8

Rosalie POV A few days had gone by since I had been brought to my room. The first moment I stepped into it, I was in utter shock over how beautiful it was, and the fact that he was asking me to stay here. Well… he wasn’t really asking me himself. In fact, I had not seen him since the day he left the hospital. It was a sunny day, and the clear blue sky was lovely. It reminded me of that pair of dangerous yet captivating eyes of his. The cold-hearted Alpha of Drogomor, Ethan… and my master. It had been two weeks since I last saw him. A part of me longed with curiosity to see him again, but yet… I was also terrified. Shaking my head, I tried to brush off the thoughts about him. I should have been happy that I didn’t have to face that scary man. “Rosalie!” Knocking at the door drew my attention. As I stood from the small chaise in the room, I watched Vicky enter. “Good morning! I just wanted to make sure they brought your breakfast already.” She saw the almost-still-full plate and sat down