NovelEnglishChapter 72
Greyson’s POV
| wanted to be sure that you were interested in attending the festival before factually spoke there will be no
problem.
to him about it, but I'm sure
| heard what seemed to be the last part of Smith's conversation with Freya and that stoppedin my tracks
and causedto raise my brows in interest. | moved down the stairs again, wanting to confirm the obvious
The moment that | was further down the stairs, enough to see the occupants in the living area properly. | paused
at the sight of Jessy in Smith’s arms eating what looked like a cookie and two very separate emotions rushed
through me.
Jessy looked cute and adorable as always but it didn’t look like she belonged in my Beta’s arms and the sight of
her in it made my stomach churn
| could also see how closely to each other Smith and Freya were standing and that upseteven more.
Somehow it felt like | didn’t have the right to be upset about anything that was going on in front ofbut |
could feel both myself and any wolf get territorial when it concerned Freya and could only blit on our
blooming sexual relationship.
A relationship that wasn’t supposed to be happening in the first place but there was really nothing | could do to
change the situation at this point. We were too far gone to try to stop now.
Plus, | was enjoying it too much and even when | knew that it wasn’t the best thing and that it wouldn't end very
well for us both, | couldn't bring myself to put a stop to it.
It was safe to say that | was a little attached to my green eyes personal maid and that was the exact reason why
catching the last of Smith’s sentence was enough to make my vision go red.
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both of their attention, | made sure to express my anger through my features and watching Freya squirm under
my gaze was almost enough to makefeel better. Almost.
| watched as Smith placed Jessy on the floor the moment I dismissed Freya so she could go on with her mother
and | guess | should have known the little girl was going to ctofirst.
These last couple of weeks had us bonding over colors and drawing sheets. For a three years old, Jessy’s interest
in art and painting was pretty impressive.
Cook
“Some?” Jessy asked the moment she was standing in front of me, holding the half eaten in front of my face.
A smile danced on my lips, threatening to break through and shatter the cold exterior | currently had on my face.
The action relieved sof my anger though.
1 bent my tall frtill | was at eye level with the mini version of Freya and then bit a little from the cookie she
had in her outstretched hands. The action seemed to please the little miss because she gavea big smile
before sauntering back to
her mother.
Blabbing at a mile a minute in her usual gibberish that | was now slowly getting used to.
| straightened my frand returned my attention back to Smith. | was no longer as angry as before but my
Beta did not need to know that. | took the last of the stairs and moved until | was standing in front of Smith.
“What do you think you were doing Smith?” | asked, folding my arms across my chest to appear
more intimidating.
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Smith sighed heavily and then he was running the back of his neck with his palms. He refused a look at my face
which proved the extent of his nervousness because Smith was the only person who did not give two fucks about
contact
“I just really did not want to go to the Solace alone, plus I'm prey sure it'll be a good opportunity for Jessy to
have fun and meet pups
her age and maybe hang out with them. | don’t exactly think bring around adults all the tis exactly healthy
for the child.” Smith finished.
| wasn’t sure why it madeeven angrier when he mentioned ssy but it did and | shook my head slightly to
clear it.
“You of all people know that | don’t want my handmaidens stepping out of this house. Ever. So Freya and Jessy
will remain in this house during the festival, if you really need a companion to take to the festival, | bet there are
a lot of other nice looking woman in the pack that would be willing to accompany you for the night.” | responded.
| could see how much my response upset Smith. His brows furrowed and his lips pursed in a straight line. He also
had what looked like suspicion dancing in his eyes as he regardedfor the first tthis evening but | couldn't
even bring myself to
care.
“Alright, that’s fine. I'm heading out. See you tomorrow.” Smith responded, moving to do as he had said before |
could put in another word.
As his bank turned to me, my to the festival with
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stomach churned in guilt. It wasn’t exactly fair to restrict Smith from going Freya, because he was the only
person that | trusted with everything and if he says that he would look after my maid while they were out of the
house and bring her back in one piece then knew | could a hundred percent believe him.
But | chose not to.
Sighing heavily, | moved in the direction of the kitchen where Freya had entered sminutes earlier and |
found the blonde girl mid laugh, talking with her friend, with Jessy’s plastic spoon in her hands.
She looked to be feeding her daughter while discussing with her friend and the sight of her looking so carefree
and happy caused a smile to form on my lips, but | masked it quickly before any of the girls had the chance to
observe it.
“Jessy, you always manage to make a mess of yourself.” Freya commented as the food she had been trying to
feed the little girl, dropped onto the table.
“No mommy.” Cthe three years old reply.
“You can’t scream Jessy.” Freya scolded.
And a staring contest ensured between the two.
Jessy was like Freya in many ways. She even had sof her mother’s mannerisms and it was really pleasing to
watch the two go at it, but | was here for a reason so | needed to put an end to this little quarrel or | would never
get the opportunity to complete what | had chere for.
“You should listen to your mother Jessy.” | finally interfered and the entire attention of the kitchen turned in my
direction. There was shocks and even little gasps at the sight ofand | wasn’t surprised. It was often that |
cto this part of the house at all. All the maids had different expressions of shock and surprises on their faces
except of course, Jessy.
The hule minx only let out a loud laugh at my light scolding before she was shaking her head in the negative
once more. “Christie take over feeding Jessy please. Freya, you cwith me.” | instructed.
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