Larissa's POV.
I was orphaned by the man who kissed me. I should have known he was an enemy when he refused to tell me his name, when he broke from that kiss and threw those mean words at me.
“Eat your food, Your Highness, before it gets cold.”
Mrs. Muffins's soft voice pulled me back to the present.
“Beans have always been my favorite!” Zia mumbled.
Forcing a smile, I scooped a spoonful of the beans into my mouth. I chewed- just like that without one single appetite.
We all exchanged smiles. I tried, but the smile was quick to evaporate from my lips as the scene at the throne room replayed in my subconscious.
Snapping out of it, I scooped another spoonful of the beans into my mouth and chewed.
“Who are they, these werewolves?” I asked, fixing my gaze on Mrs. Muffins. “Do they hav
