Rejected by Him, Claimed by His Father
to run, to get as far away from this place
steps. Slow, steady fo
She flattened herself against t
ation?" the second voic
order stands. Once the celebrati
anic rising in her throat. They had mentioned h
ded to
un around and stumbled down the hallway, her vision blurry with tears. Sh
mian wouldn't... He wouldn'
her mind. The way he had announced Bianca as his futu
Greta, one of the head cooks. She had always been kind to Catherine, offeri
when she saw her pale face and sha
her mouth, but
and pulled her into the kitchen. She shut the door
soft tone. "The guards. They said... they
st stared at her. Then, her
spered, her eyes filling with
fear was too much. "But... why?" she c
w this-if you stay, you won
h to the stomach. She couldn'
and began stuffing it with bread and cheese. "You'll nee
ut
. "You listen to me, Catherine. The moment you step b
rd she thought it might burst.
ds and hugged her tight. "Stay saf
ond, there was a knoc
one of the maids announced as they stepped ins
into the hall. She couldn't risk seeing Damian's face
." she whispered, trying
ng aside to allow her a clear
hesi
report her. And then they w
ngers to wrap around the glass of wine, her heart pounding as she t
ded to
it was
speaking with them. Bianca was beside him, her hands wrapped possessively around his arm. W
choice. She approached them slowly, her body still trembling. Wh
k at her, his ey
arted-as if he was about to tell her something importa
quickly
e she could give it to him. The glass shattered against the floor,
illed t
linked, fro
e horror. "Catherine poisoned the wine, Alpha!" she screa
t skippe
fell deat
turned to
anca had just screamed out. She would never poison Damian. She
t sent shivers down her spine-D
ne's he
is couldn't
pposed to be
like
t even loo
t asking h
ed, but no wo
staring at him, hoping he was considering the fac
ked back at her...
h tears in her eyes, her voice barely holdin
t answer
, she wished he
he didn't believe the words coming out
rine
room
inside he
ieved Bian