Her Secret

Genna's voice sank even lower. “Actually… while the Alpha was away at the border fighting the rogues, I saw the kitchen boy Jeff sneak into Catherine’s room more than once—after midnight. He wouldn’t leave until just before dawn.” My hand lingered around the water glass. The cool surface did nothing to quell the shock that rose within me. “Are you saying… Catherine and that servant were involved?” My brow furrowed as I remembered Catherine’s defiant claim—“This is Devon’s child.” The hypocrisy is staggering. Genna nodded quickly. “I wasn’t the only one who saw! Lucy from the laundry and Tom from the garden caught them, too. Nancy threatened us with a whip-saying that if anyone spoke she would cut off our tongues and feed them to the dogs! We were too scared to speak up.” I leaned back on the sofa, my fingers idly tapping on the armrest. Why would Catherine, a Luna, risk everything with a kitchen boy? Unless… “Aray?” Genna's hesitating voice broke upon my thoughts. She leaned closer, te