DESDEMONA

Eddie's words haunted me long after she left.

"You have to stop asking questions."

I tossed and turned on the bed, my eyes wide open. I stay the night thinking of how to stop asking questions that I want to know.

I wanted to stop, I truly did, because every answer I found only seemed to hurt someone else, Greta, the servants, even Alpha Alaric.

I had promised myself I would stop digging into a past that clearly wanted to stay buried, yet every time I closed my eyes, I saw the portrait.

The woman with the gentle smile, the sadness in her eyes.

The careful way Alaric had...