#Chapter 194 Regret

Carol’s POV “Please, don’t be mad at me…” Monica said with tears in her eyes. She sat on my bed with her arm in a sling. She looked pale and exhausted and a part of me felt for the young girl. She was so young that I was surprised she was even working in the first place. She should be in high school living out her teenage years; but instead, she was slaving away in the King’s manor for someone who treated her so badly. I didn’t understand what was going on around here. Maybe I didn’t understand werewolves as much as I thought I did. I didn’t expect wolves to treat one another in such a horrific way; but then again, I never encountered royals before. “What are you doing in here, Monica?” I asked her, not bothering to hide the annoyance in my tone. I really didn’t want to speak with her right now; I had nothing to say to her. Maybe if she gave me some time and space, I could come up with some choice words for her, but as of right now, I felt sick to my stomach even being aroun