#Chapter 66 Felling Unwell

I finish reviewing the banquet perimeter layout for the third time and set the map down. The changes I made seem to be in order. The west wing needed a better patrol rotation, especially near the servants’ corridor so I flagged it for reassignment and now I just need final approval from Kaine. My head throbs, but I push the discomfort away. There’s too much to do before the engagement banquet. I can’t afford any gaps in coverage or for anyone to claim that I hadn’t been thorough. After everything that has happened between Kaine and I, this job is the only thing grounding me. I know the path I’ve chosen isn’t easy, but I also never expected everything to get this complicated. I take a sip of water and focus on the guest access chart. The list is over two hundred names of high-ranking wolves, their spouses, and their entourages. Every one of them has to be vetted. The task should be easy enough, if a bit tedious, but I can’t help the ache that forms in my chest as I mark down a