ra

as the moldy black bread and freezing water. The fever ravaged my body, baking my skin

ngly sharp. To lie here and wait was to die. I

of the Sterling Manor was beginning to fracture. I heard the distant, shrill screams of a ch

e

latile pup was terrorizing the manor. Genevieve had zero patience for screaming children, and

They just didn't

ped in, holding a scented silk handkerchief over her nose as if the room reek

e wall using my shoulders. Both of my ruined arms lay uselessly on my lap, but my

h false sweetness. "Have you repented your vicious sins to the

th in my battered lungs and spoke, my voice a ho

om this day forward, I, Elara Hayes, officially resign

lid off her face, replaced by ut

. "They are no longer my concern. Since the Dowager and the Alpha deem me a vicious, incom

s, I had absorbed his malice, cleaned up his messes, and exhausted my magic to hea

r aristocratic facade crumbling entir

I correc

e manor. Leo had bitten a tutor to the bone and smashed Genevieve's priceless Ming vase th

ttered, desperate for leverage. "She will sell your u

st of a smile. "A dying woman has no energy to mourn a maid. But tell Genevieve, if I die,

trike me, but the sheer, unearthly coldness in my eye

shut, I closed my ey

ter, the door b

burly guards. Behind him, a servant carried a tray

n the fi

estral medicine box was back in my hands, th