“What the...”

“Don’t curse in my office.”

“Don’t scare your customers.” I don’t realize I am shouting back until she is quiet and my body reassembles itself. “I’m sorry, Agatha.”

She scoffs before placing her hand behind her back. I watch with intricate details as she walks over to her study desk, her back slightly arched and a few strands from her grey hair poking out from within her robe.

“What have you come here for, Kaya?”

The moment she turns to face me, I am near her to pull her into a hug. “I’m so sorry about Aiden. I know you were close to him, and because of me, he died. It’s been more than two weeks, and this is my first time coming here. Sincerely, I was ashamed. I caused his death. I hope you can forgive me.” My voice is shaky as I plead.

To my surprise, she pats me on the back and chuckles softly. “No one has a fault in another person’s death unless, by their hands, the person’s death was only physical.”

I am staring blankly at her. Sincerely, I don’t understand.

“You have suffered enough, Kaya. Aiden tells me everything. Although you haven’t come here specifically to sympathize with my sadness, You’re here to know if you’re pregnant.”

I frown. “No.”

“Hasn’t it been more than a month since you’ve seen your period?”

“What?” I step away from her. What is she saying?

“The truth is a bitter one. Awful, if I might say.”

I shake my head, not wanting to listen to her anymore. Why is she scaring me? My focus right now is on how to escape worrying about something of this sort. It’s not even possible. Never. I rebuke it.

“Young witch, you must understand that all creatures in this world are part witch, and that’s why you are the balance that connects every one of us. Everyone is born with a talent, an ability, something that makes them unique, something out of the ordinary, but not everyone realizes that.” She pauses, then adds, “I don’t need to check you before I see the life growing inside you.”

My legs are like Jell-O, and my brain is fuzzy, and my hands are sweaty, and my breathing is shaky.

Swallowing a lump in my throat, my stomach hurts from a hormone being secreted from within. “No, it’s not possible.”

“You know it is. Fate is a mystery. Aiden sees a future in you, and now your destiny is telling you the same. Whatever decision you make, Kaya, remember yourself.” She finishes speaking, and I’m suddenly regretting that I come here.

I didn’t even get the chance to tell her why I am, but she’s assumed it and kept me in a state of fear.

My fingers help me drape the veil over my head again, and I hurry back inside the kingdom.

“it’s impossible. She’s lying.” I’m hurrying back to the slave quarters to go and check my body shape again. I’m feeling insecure so much that when an eye falls on me, I wish the ground could shrink me.

My thoughts wreck when my body collides into another’s, a guard standing in front of me. Blinking up, I step back and apologize with my head low in a bow.

“My apologies.”

“Don’t act like you really mean it, witch. The Alpha requests your presence at the dining hall.”

“Thank you.” I respond and hurry there.

In no time, I reach there and enter into the hall. My sight catches the brothers having their breakfast, and my eyes poke out.

“Where were you, little thing?” Kade slams his hands into the table.

“I’m so sorry, Masters.” Quickly, I go to my knees.

“And that’s all you’ve got to say for yourself. You are given a simple job: to do the right thing at the right time, but you were nowhere to be seen.”

As their servant, I’m supposed to make sure their breakfast is brought at the right time, but I was indisposed at the time.

“Sit, Kaya. You might as well be interested in our discussion.” With a smile on his face, Kyle speaks. Shifting my eyes to Kieran, he scares me with his emotionless face.

“You’re damned.” My subconscious scares me.

As I sit, my eyes land on the table. I have an additional secret now. First is my plan to escape this pithole, and I won’t have that plan crushed because of another realization, which is my second secret.

The truth behind my late period is only a notice to hurry up my acts.

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