Williams placed the tray on the dining table. He arranged the plates the way he had been instructed to.
He bowed to the table like he was instructed and was on his way out of the room.
He couldn't believe this was now his life.
A slave and a palace maid to the werewolves.
"Mike warned me!"
He howled inwardly.
He had written a letter, asking the postman to deliver it to miss Adira.
But the postman had thrown the letter immediately he discovered it was from a slave to a werewolf .
Letters like that were filtered out and burnt.
The slaves were only allowed to communicate with themselves.
Williams was still waiting for Adira to reply to him.
He had used their so called fast mails and it had been twenty four hours now.
He walked out of the large dining area fast, he was almost kicking the floor.
He was so furious now, and didn't know how best to keep cool.
"Watch it!"
Julie snapped.
