Rosette’s POV

Here I am, running around the castle like a Tasmanian devil, running back and forth with luggage upon luggage, getting yelled at by my pack members to get their bags to them faster. I’m just one person, going all over the damn castle, carrying hefty bags to each pack member’s room. All of the maids, butlers, staff members for other parts of the castle, hell even the guards, keep asking whether or not I need help. I mean, I appreciate it, but knowing Alpha Powell, if ...