Aerila's POV

“What brings you here, Magnus?” I paid attention to the male servant who had been kneeling for hours.

“L-lady Aerila,” He stuttered, his body covered in sweat. “I sincerely apologize if my presence disturbs your-”

“Go straight to the point, Magnus,’’ I indifferently waved him off. My attention was drawn to the string injected into my arm. The new Pack's doctor, Eren smiled warmly as he noticed my glance.

“I bring news concerning the slave,” He said, ...