Chapter EIGHTEEN

Lusia Present day. The dark veil was lifting and I was slowly regaining consciousness. I could also feel the large pure oak door behind me banging. Someone was knocking and not just anybody, King Dane. The thought of him running a riot on me made me spring awake. I could hear the door banging louder and my name being called out by him. My heart was thumping hard against my chest. I was scared and that fear left me frozen on the floor. I had been crying for a long time after I overheard the conversation between King Dane and Kiara. And that prompted me to fall asleep. The sleep hadn't been a good one because it reminded me of the worst period of my life. After being falsely accused by my brother of killing our parents whom I had tried so hard to save, I was turned into his royal servant and that was how my misery began. Hearing that the pack had been taken down was supposed to make me feel better but it didn’t. It made me dread the thought of crossing King Dane. He had used me as a sex