By the time we arrived back at the Crescent Pack, the sun had long risen, but it did nothing to warm me.
The ride had been silent; no one dared speak.
The rain that had followed us halfway home had soaked through my cloak and chilled me to the bone, yet the cold wasn’t what bit the hardest. It was the emptiness.
We had spent four days on the road, and it had been one of the most exhausting journeys I had ever encountered
Nanny Nia was quiet.
Had refused to say an entire word to me or anyone else.
To show her defiance, she didn’t cook for anyone.
The rest of the men and maids had to scramble to prepare meals.
Nanny Nia kept to herself.
Anna had thrown tantrums and come crying to me.
"Xaden." Anna puckered her lips. "Nia has REFUSED to cook any meals. I’m hungry and exhausted! I need to have my bath with warm water. The water from the lake is COLD!"
She looked like an absolute mess.
Her beautiful blonde curls weren’t perfect-looking anymore.
Her dress was shabby, and her eyes were red.
She looked like a complete wreck!
"I thought you could do menial work?" I asked her with folded arms.
She blinked at me in shock.
She shivered terribly. "Wh.... Wh... what?"
"You told me," I said, sizing her up and down. "That you were maltreated terribly in the moonlight pack. Weren’t you?"
"Yes, I was. That’s what I said." Anna said quickly.
"Good." I nodded. "So now tell me if you were raised badly, while Jasmine was treated as a princess, then at least you should be able to know how to cook, fetch water, and serve your needs. After all, it’s what servants do."
She blinked at me, and her eyes went red in shock.
Her face flustered, and I could see the deceit in her eyes.
"Yes." She said, and then she began to find ways to cover her tracks. "I mean. I can do that. It’s just that. I’ve been used to the good life you gave me. I didn’t think you would want me suffering after everything I’ve been through."
I gritted my teeth at the deception.
I couldn’t believe it.
She was now trying to manipulate and gaslight me!
How come I had never seen this side of her?
Had I been so blinded by the fact that I wanted my sister to be alive?
That I wanted to make up for the things I had believed she had lost, I had completely shut my eyes to her true nature.
"Well, Jasmine was appropriately raised, and yet she still got used to being a slave, didn’t she? So why would it be hard for you to do something that you have done your entire life?" I asked her with a cocked brow.
Her face was white as snow, and I could tell I had made her very uncomfortable.
She mumbled something inaudibly and left.
I let out a sigh of relief.
Goddess!
I was still going to have to deal with her.
I now needed to get confirmation that she didn’t purposely lie about Jasmine having an affair.
That was going to be the final icing on the cake.
Jasmine.
As I looked back up at our beautiful pack.
At home, I felt a sudden loneliness overwhelm me.
It didn’t feel like home anymore.
Felt more like a house.
The weight of her absence hit me like a slap on the face as I looked at the massive walls of the castle.
She wasn’t going to be here.
How was I going to cope?
How was I going to adjust?
And for a split second, I began to wonder how the hell I had lived my entire life without her.
Every h on the cobblestones echoed the same thought in my mind: She’s gone.
When I dismounted, Erik was already there to meet me, his eyes searching my face.
Fiona stood beside him, her hands clasped tightly in front of her as though bracing for bad news.
Behind them, the warriors waited for my command, but I had none to give.
They were all waiting for me.
"Welcome back," Erik said to me with a nod as he received the reins of my horse.
"Everything in order at the pack?" I asked.
Before I could respond, my uncle Uther appeared.
I had even completely forgotten he even existed.
"My nephew," Uther said, his voice high in delight as he opened his arms up to me, pushing Erik away.
I was taken into the embrace, and then he let go, still holding my shoulder.
"How was the journey? And the royal family? Hope everything went well?" He asked me.
I nodded. "Yes, it did. Thank you."
Uther smiled.

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