Book 1: My Wolf Smells a Rat

Isla

That was certainly not what I was expecting!

After a lovely dinner and dancing with the handsome king, he had invited me back to his room so that we could get to know one another better.

I had fully expected this to be the night when I began to fulfill my duties.

Now, I am back in my own bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the mirror above the dresser across from me, trying to process what I’ve just seen.

What the hell happened to Zabrina?

All I know is that she said something about the maid. But I don’t know what she’s talking about.

From the looks of all of that blood, I’m imagining that someone had to have been hurt pretty badly.

Poppy opens the door between our rooms and walks out slowly, peeking around the door like she’s afraid the king is in here and she’s interrupting something.

“Hi,” I say to her in a solemn voice. I’m not sure why I’m so upset. It’s not as if I wanted to breed with