Chapter 42:
Confusion overtook me at her unwelcoming tone.
“Here’s your food. When you’re done, I’ll come back to pack it up,” she added, turning to leave.
“Are we fighting, Eve?” I asked, trying to read her body language. It screamed of sadness and anger.
“Of course, we’re not.” She laughed it off, placing the food on my glass table.
“Why the sudden change of attitude? And why can’t I get my own food?”
Silence filled the room as her eyes spoke volumes, but her lips remained sealed.
“This confinement is driving me crazy. Please, enlighten me. Please, Eve,” I pleaded, clasping my hands together desperately.
“We were instructed not to say anything.” She looked away, taking a tense breath.
“By whom? And why?”
“Your parents… because they don’t want you to be troubled.”
My brows furrowed in confusion as I stared at her. “Troubled?”
“Look…” Her voice trailed off as she turned her face away, guilt flashing across her features.
“The pack is under attack. It’s the worst assault we’ve ever faced, and in just one week, over a hundred people have died. Homes were destroyed, some set ablaze by the unknown attackers, and livestock were slaughtered.” She paused to catch her breath, while my jaw dropped in shock.
“Your parents kept this from you because they didn’t want to burden you. They’ve been working tirelessly to stop the attacks. They don’t want you leaving your room, which is why we’ve been assigned to watch over you. There are more than ten guards stationed outside your door, keeping watch day and night.”
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“Oh my goodness!” I exclaimed, my hand covering my mouth in disbelief.
That explained the urgent message my dad had responded to that night.
“Hundreds of skilled warriors were deployed to fight the attackers, but only a few have returned alive, and all of them are injured. The pack is no longer safe. We’re working on a plan, but you have to promise me you’ll stay in your room. I don’t want you to get killed.”
Her words hit me like a pile of bricks, weakening me to my core. I didn’t know how to react.
I was dumbfounded as tears burned my eyes. While I was comfortable in my room, my people were being mercilessly murdered by these attackers.
Her hand gripped my face tightly, her gaze fixed on me.
“Until this is resolved, you’re forbidden from leaving your room. And if our plan doesn’t work, your father’s pack could be hijacked by power-hungry bastards. Everyone would be killed or enslaved.”
The bitter taste of sadness burned my throat, settling deep in my chest as I processed everything Eve had told me.
The pack was no longer safe?
The place I called home was no longer a safe haven for me?
