Shyla’s P.O.V.

The mere mention of a healing ritual erupted chaos in the Castle, Maddox left all his work to supervise this procedure. The balcony of our room became a laboratory to cook magical potions, Catherine called Onora for assistance.

“Arrange these items, Onora. I need them before sunset.”

My buddy acted as a head of the Witch’s Coven, her experience and skills outclassed everyone. She asked Maddox seriously.

“What have you planned for the new Alpha of the Fenrir bloodline, Your Majesty?”

Her unexpected query surprised Maddox, he stuttered in response.

“Y-you are here to s-solve my Erasthai’s issue, Catherine. Why are you poking your nose in official matters?”...