Chapter 4 Veiled Secrets and Unexpected Encounters

Chapter 4

Sarah's POV

My heart continued to race as I ran the entire length of the basement. I've had to conceal my most stunning feature, my grandmother's emerald eyes, beneath my long hair since I was a child. When I was younger, I used to complain with mom over it, stating that "Why would all the other little girls get to show their eyes and pretty foreheads, but I have to show up with half my face covered?"

My mother used to avoid talking to me back then, telling me that she would explain everything to me later when I was an adult. She didn't explain why I couldn't show my eyes until she and my father were executed; instead, she merely cautioned me to "always hide your eyes." I've been more hesitant to open my eyes since I became a slave.

Those eyes were too beautiful to the untrained eye, and a beautiful slave would face far worse punishment. I tried to concentrate, but the terror and dread remained in my mind. What if someone discovered my secret? When I was a child, I overheard my mother and father discussing my eyes. I tried to locate my mother's company late at night, unable to sleep. However, when I reached my parents' room, I could hear them arguing inside.

My father said, "She's just a child, and she should live like one, not spend it in hiding. This will ultimately be discovered". My mother responded forcefully, adding, "It's because she's still a child, she can't defend herself yet." Take, for example, my mother. You are aware of how horribly my mother died, and Sarah inherited her eyes. I had no idea what they were talking about back then because I was so young. When my father's wolf noticed me, he quickly asked me what I was doing outside the door.

Then I said, "I was just looking for my mother to come to bed with me, and I heard you two arguing." My father gave me a nice head rub and informed me that they were merely conversing and not arguing. After that, he told my mother to carry me to my room, and the issue was finished. I never went back to the river when my filthy clothes were still heaped up in the basin. The thought of the river encounter made me uneasy. and Nathan 's odd behavior. Was he making fun of me in any way? Or... I couldn't believe it when just thinking about it made me flush.

God, I got this bizarre feeling that Elena would slaughter any woman who attempted to fight beside her for Luna since he was the new Alpha. I shook my head, attempting to clear my mind of all the strange concepts. It was my opportunity when it began to rain heavily outside.

I took my clothes and crept out of the cellar. I immediately looked for a free spot and washed my clothes as completely as I could in the rain. I simply had to hang the items in the basement because the rain didn't appear to be stopping anytime soon. I'm hoping they'll dry out soon. I knew I'd catch a cold if I wore wet garments to work the next day.

And I'd probably die if I didn't have a doctor to provide me medication. My clothes were not dry when I awoke from my dream the next morning.

Because the basement was dark and wet, I had to go to work wearing clothing that were only partially dry. It wasn't much, and my major concern was Nathan alerting others about my secret. If anyone uncovered the secret, I would be kicked out of the pack. Or, much worse, they would execute me.

God knew what was going to happen to my grandma, but it must have been upsetting. I walked trepidatiously towards the kitchen, listening attentively to everything uttered by everyone who passed me.

Fortunately, they just tormented and hazed me like they always did. When I entered the kitchen, the maids all left to speak and have breakfast. Fortunately, Nathan didn't partake in gossip-or perhaps he didn't know the eye secret either. I was only able to make educated estimates.

I felt dizzy after cooking everyone's breakfast and cleaning up the dirty dishes the maids had left behind. I had to brace myself against the table till I felt better.

I was malnourished because I hadn't eaten many regular meals, resulting in chronic anemia and hypoglycemia, as well as a skinny body. As the landscape in front of me gradually returned to normal, I saw the last person I wanted to see.

"I saw you slacking off as soon as I walked in, no shame in being a bitch." Elena approached me while shouting loudly.

"Dare you not work hard?" She punched me in the face with her fist raised. I truly lacked the strength to respond or dodge her slap because I had just awoken from a brief coma. I had to acknowledge that this vicious she-wolf was extremely powerful. She then slapped me across the face.

When I fell, I noticed the corner of the table in front of me since I had lost my equilibrium. Oh my, I was going to fall and strike my head. Instead of the feared agony, I was drawn into a cuddly embrace.

I recognized the aroma of this embrace, which was a deep, cold blend of ebony and cedar. Why is he here? While Nathan had me in his arms, all I could do was lie against his chest. I guess I wasn't the only one who was astonished. Elena 's gorgeous face twisted in jealousy as she witnessed Nathan embrace me in his arms. "Why are you assisting her?" she inquired of Nathan.

Nathan pushed me away, I lost my train of thought. "Caesar has a keen sense of smell, and he despises the smell of women's blood," he explained to Elena . Elena wrapped her arms around Nathan as if she were strutting her stuff, even though she wasn't convinced by his reasoning.

She wrapped her breasts around Nathan 's arm and mumbled petulantly into his ear; perhaps "wrapped around" is a bit of an understatement. "Let's go watch the game." Elena dragged Nathan aside after that. Nathan 's Point of View I could hear Elena yelling in the background as I walked to the kitchen. When she was around me, she always had a meek expression on her face, which was hilarious.

Despite the fact that we had grown up with and I knew exactly the type of person she was, our relationship had driven me to constantly pamper her throughout the years. Based on the noise in the room, Elena was probably abusing the maid.

I started freaking out because the traitor girl's head was about to hit the corner of the table. Because I was so afraid, my body reacted subconsciously and my mind went blank. I grabbed the girl as swiftly as I could, and when I felt her weight in my arms, my dangling heart fell. It wasn't until her entire body was leaning on my arms that I realized how weak and tiny she was.

She was clearly a slave and a traitor's daughter. Why was I sympathetic to her? Elena 's questions cut me off in my tracks. To avoid being seen with an Alpha's son hugging the traitor's daughter, I immediately drew her away. My father and I would be completely insignificant.

Furthermore, Elena in front of me appeared to be upset. Her veins on her forehead appeared to be popping. She properly cleaned up all the girls who had previously pursued me. All I could do was coax Elena into causing the traitor's daughter as little pain as possible.

But Caesar was irritated by my wordplay. "Will you stop using me as an excuse when it's obvious you don't want to see the girl get hurt?" "It's none of my business if she's hurt or not, I'm just born an athlete and subconsciously pick up people who were about to fall." "I didn't see you pick up Peter when he broke his leg in front of you earlier."

"That's what he deserved." Peter had always been such an idiot, and the only reason he fractured his leg was because he jumped from a tree to gain Elena 's favor"Nathan explained .

"So this girl still means a lot to you." "See, it's like when you see a cup that's about to roll off the table and onto the floor, you're going to catch it too, right?" Caesar appeared to be used to it and decided not to dispute with me any further"

Elena , who was too preoccupied with her own world, squeezing my hand and continually grumbling about the trivialities of her existence, was completely ignored by me as I spent all of my time discussing the wolf in my head. Elena was regarded as the pack's most desirable female because her father was our Beta, and it appeared that everyone wanted me to marry her.

My marriage to Elena was a severe threat to the pack's stability, so every time she got close, I begged to the Moon Goddess for me to find my spouse as soon as possible. Sarah 's point of view. It all happened so rapidly that I was taken aback. I didn't realize what Nathan had just done for me-what I would call a "hug"-until Elena pushed Nathan away.

I hadn't gotten a hug since I was six years old, and Nathan , the first person to offer one, felt it would be good to me. I wrapped myself in an attempt to recapture some of the warmth I had lost. I'd just gotten a hug. My mother used to hug me when I was a kid, but Nathan 's embrace was different. Instead, it was a sense of warmth and protection. Help! I couldn't believe how badly I desired Nathan 's embrace.

Did I forget he's the Alpha's son?

And he used to bug me nonstop. The last thing someone like me could aspire for was warmth. I dragged myself out of my reverie. Every time I washed my hair, I would flee to a tiny lake on the outskirts of the region to avoid everyone's sight. I could find some peace and quiet here. I would place all of my hair on the back of my head while watching it float in the crystal-clear water, allow it to dry fully before covering my eyes again, and then, as I frequently did, rejoin the wolf pack.

Today, though, I saw a woman beside the lake who was unconscious. Her long, dark hair, spread behind her like raven's feathers, made her look gorgeous even with her eyes closed tightly. Her skin was pale from the blood loss, yet she was still stunning.

Even if she were a bad person, she couldn't fight the wolf pack due of her severe injuries, so I gathered some herbs from the neighborhood to heal her. After being knocked unconscious, the woman rapidly awoke.