Queen Mother's POV

I stepped into the room where my daughter was being taken care of. Today is marked the 4th moon day and every 4th moon day, the pack herbalist is being invited to bathe her, embalm her and do some rituals to at least keep her soul till the required blood is being obtained.

Stepping closer, the look on the herbalist’s face wasn’t a pleasing one as she stared at my daughter with some concoction on her hands.

"Queen mother, this is getting out of hand and if a little more delay happens, the story might turn to an unpleasant." She warned, running her eyes over her body....