Hannah’s POV
“Meow.”
I heard the sound again; I looked around, wildly, for a few moments, confused.
Was that a cat?
I didn’t think there were any wild cats in the king’s pack. In the rogue territory, there were a few. My mother used to feed them scraps of food and they would always come back every time. But I hadn’t seen any cats since living in the palace.
“Meow,” it said again.
My heart was racing in my chest; I had a feeling that this cat was in trouble. From the sounds of the meows, it sounded almost muffled, like it was somewhere enclosed. Maybe trapped. It also sounded young so it could have been a kitten.
I walked through the gardens, listening for the “meows.” As I got closer, it g
