*Maddy*

Reginald hasn’t spoken to me since he brought me back to his townhouse last night.  Fresh bruises pepper my skin from the beating he gave me last night on the way home last night. I used my forearms to shield my face from the blows before he finally turned around and left me alone. Today, he seems in good spirits, but I have no idea why.

I failed.

But then nothing else happened to me  last night. I wasn’t dragged from my room and given to his wolves. I was ...