Helanie:
"Why didn’t anyone tell me about the monster?" Darcy yelled, making me roll my eyes tiredly. She found out somehow, or probably Emma told her, and came flying in on a jet with the two little kids dragged along with her. The poor kids were locked in the guestroom so that nobody gets to interact with them.
I had been so upset ever since Emmet told me he couldn’t find Maximus. It just didn’t make any sense. How could he go missing like he never even existed?
When Emmet told us Maximus had run away, Jessica told them about Kaye. Norman decided to go after Kaye while Emmet went to his room. He looked unwell too.
Everything was a mess.
"What’s going on downstairs?" I asked the maid who had brought me some fruit. I had been lying down for a few minutes so I could join the search once Norman got back.
"Lady Darcy is yelling at everyone. She’s making it so hard for us to do any of the work. She keeps saying the monster took her son away. Which—even though we’re worried about where Rogue King Maximus went—isn’t true. Did the lycan really do something to him?" I knew for sure the maid was curious, and Lady Darcy was making things worse.
"No! That’s not true. Maximus has been on a trip with the academy students. I’ll come downstairs to help you all," I lied, just to keep Maximus’s truth a secret.
"Okay, that would be very helpful," the maid sighed, clearly exhausted from dealing with Lady Darcy too.
I went downstairs to watch Lady Darcy yell at the maids and Emma nonstop until her eyes landed on me.
"Everyone step aside, the real culprit is here," she grunted, walking toward me, grabbing my arm, and dragging me to the guest room. I could have freed myself easily, but even I wanted to talk to her alone.
"Hey," Jessica jumped out of bed when she saw Lady Darcy come into the room with me and close the door behind us.
"What did you do?" Lady Darcy yelled at me, not even giving me a minute to gather my thoughts.
"I did everything I could to bring Maximus home, that’s what I did," I snapped at her, shrugging her hand off my arm.
"Don’t talk to me like that. I’m not my foolish sons who cherish you. Tell me, what did you do? You were with Norman last night? What did you do?" she screamed, causing Jessica to jump between us.
Her words stuck in my mind. The way she asked about last night and linked it to me being in Norman’s room seemed odd.
"Please don’t yell at her. She’s been up the whole night trying to fix this. The last thing she needs is someone yelling at her just because they don’t know who else to blame," Jessica hissed back at Lady Darcy, whose eyebrows rose all the way to her hairline, showing amusement at Jessica’s sudden change in attitude.
"Jessica, do you realize you’re defending a woman who is stealing your boyfriend from you, right?" Lady Darcy changed her tone, using a nasty hiss to try to turn us against each other.
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