Helanie:
Ever since Norman told it wasn’t Emt, my mind had been racing like crazy. I was scared of Norman in so way now. Last ti, when I had hit him with the vase, he was sneaking in all covered in mud and leaves.
Could it be him?
Why did he ask to co to the woods today?
"Ugh!" I washed my face for the fifth ti to calm my nerves down.
After lunch, I was supposed to be in the woods for training. I had such a ssy day working with the weapons too. Maximus noticed I was out of it, and I guess that’s why he let leave early. I wanted to take my job seriously, but there had been so much going on that I couldn’t focus because of the crazy lycan and everything else.
"Helanie! I needed to speak with you." I sat down at the lunch table, and Lord McQuoid instantly started talking. My mother rolled her eyes and folded her arms over the table.
Charlotte and Emma weren’t around. It was only , the couple, and Kaye, who I needed to speak with soon.
"Sure, you know you don’t need my permission," I joked, but I was serious. Even though last ti he kind of took Charlotte’s side, I guess it wasn’t really vs. Charlotte in that mont. He was upset with Maximus for interfering.
"I am sorry if I hurt your feelings last ti. I actually wasn’t sure if Maximus using that tone with her was the right thing. I wasn’t taking her side—I would have spoken up for you myself, but it was too late," he explained, making my mother open her mouth and let out a tired sigh.
"I’m sure it’s fine. You gave her shelter, food, and even asked your son to give her a job. Such little things don’t need explaining after you’ve already been so generous to her," she said, her words stabbing like a sharp dagger to the chest.
But I nodded my head and replied to Lord McQuoid, "I am truly grateful for the shelter you’ve provided . Your kind words and understanding are new to . It’s sothing even real parents aren’t always capable of." With that, I taunted my mother, who looked visibly bothered.
"You think—" she shut up when Kaye placed his spoon on his plate a little too hard.
"Shall we not make her uncomfortable by listing all the things we’ve done for her? Because, Ursula," Kaye didn’t use any title for my mother as he responded, "we are already doing too much for Charlotte and her mother. Our parents did way too much for you when you arrived at our doorstep. So, I guess it’s pretty hypocritical that now you’re reminding Helanie of what my father is doing for her as if he hadn’t done the sa for you and your friends." He calmly pointed out that she was once in my position too.
"Let’s eat in peace." This ti, Lord McQuoid didn’t call out his son because he realized it would just go in circles.
"Tell , how are the engagent preparations going, my love? Did you get the gown you dread of?" Lord McQuoid was so gentle to my mother, who seed way too happy whenever he spoke nicely to her.
Everyone deserves soone who praises them, complints them, and makes them blush. I was happy for my mother because she had endured a lot of abuse from my father back ho.
Now that I was older and out of that house, I was rembering things that had seed normal—until they weren’t.
That kind of language and the pushes my father gave my mother were always categorized as sothing everyone does.
I thought it was normal too because I was told so. My father would later get her flowers, and I would be like, "Wow, he is so caring."
I began eating and finished my food quickly because I had to be sowhere. I left the table before Charlotte and her mother joined. I was sure they were aware that Lord McQuoid was talking about yesterday’s situation, so they avoided the confrontation.
Now, I was in the woods, waiting for Norman to arrive. Sothing just didn’t feel right to . My heart was pounding hard in my chest, and then he showed up, making even more uneasy.
He was still in his suit.
"So! Ready for training?" he asked, making nod my head slowly.
"Warm-ups?" I asked, getting ready, but as he shook his head, he made gulp in worry.
"Nope! Today, we’ll do sothing different," he said, walking around in circles. "Rember when you said I couldn’t tie you to the tree?" He reminded , and I instantly regretted ever saying that to him.
"I was just upset," I tried to make excuses, but he had co with a plan.
"No! No! It was the right thing. I did pin you to the tree, and you couldn’t get out—until you bit and I let you go," he pointed a finger at his chest, sounding so cocky, but I didn’t trigger him at the mont.
"Because nobody would tie you to a tree and stand so close to you. They would tie you up and leave."
As he said those words, I noticed him taking off his belt.
"What are you doing?" I inquired, stepping away from him.
"Stand next to the tree, please." Although he used a polite tone, he wasn’t very subtle about commanding .
He snapped the belt, making shake my head at him.
"Helanie, your task today is to get out of the—belt," he spoke the last word so weirdly, sending chills down my spine.
"Do you not want to train today?" he cocked his head.
With a gentle nod, I started walking backward while he kept pacing toward . My back t the tree, and he stopped when he was barely a foot away from . He walked around to my back and tied my hands with his belt—it was a tight knot.
Then he ca forward, leaned in, hunched down slightly, and whispered in my ear, "Nobody will co to untie your hands tonight. You wanted to et the lycan, didn’t you? Let the two of you have an introduction today."
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