Kyrell's POV
"The woman that you instructed me to look out for is here, My Lord." Moira informed me that afternoon after serving me my meals in my bed chambers. My jaw ticked, the Wolf inside me getting excited at the thought of her while the Cougar remained silent.
"And?" I questioned with sudden eagerness in my voice that I wished wasn't there at all. Curse my wolf for that.
"I gave her all the rules to be followed and I will try my best to keep an eye on her for as long as she's here within our walls."
"Good!" Was all I said before I grabbed the freshly squeezed out orange juice that she had served alongside my meal to take a sip.
"If you don't mind me asking, My Lord" She started hesitantly. "Who is she and why does someone like her owe you a debt? She's no more than a slave with no importance."
"I saved her life." The words escaped my mouth after a moment of silence. "She is Alpha Ryan's property. She's his slave whom I rescued."
