Aria's/Lysara's POV

Three days trailed by quietly, almost as if they never existed. I saw less of Alpha King Kael. He seemed tied up with some business-related stuff. Which was perfectly fine by me. The less I saw of him, the more I hated him.

I concentrated all my time and energy trying to find the maids who handled the gun the morning I was shot. Perhaps Nahlia had them sworn to secrecy, because they either avoided my questions or pretended they knew nothing about whoever handled the ...