Chapter 51. A Terrible Plan

Amma

Hot tears cascaded down my cheeks as I recalled the sad turn of events during the feast. Maybe I was wrong to have called Rolan out in such a disrespectful manner, but I couldn't bear to see him disregard me like I meant nothing to him after everything we'd been through together.

As I sniffed again, Faye came to me with a glass of water and a small plain handkerchief. "Wipe your tears with this, mistress, I really don't want you to fall sick." She said calmly as I collected the glass from her and downed the content.

"Maybe falling sick would bring Alpha Rolan here, and then he'll look at me like he used to do once again..." I trailed off and burst into loud sobs as I was unable to restrain my emotions from coming to play.

Faye dropped to the ground which I crouched on and snaked her arm around my neck, patting my back slowly, her eyes laced with sympathy entwined with anger.

"With how he sounded, I'