We arrived in my manor not long after, and I could finally lay Eliana on the bed. Not in my room, but the room right before mine. Keeping her close with me would calm any mess in my mind after seeing her beaten body.
Her face was so pale as I touched how cold her skin was. "When will the doctor come?" I barked at one of my trusted butlers, Ulson. He was one of my men that I trusted for managing my manor.
He stared at me and questioned nothing despite my unusual behavior. "It will be soon, Boss,"
He liked to call me boss when I told him multiple times not to do that, though I had no problem at all with it. The others alway called me young alpha, or Sir, but he was different somehow.
He was in his mid thirties and was working with me for years. Though there were a lot of older and experienced men in my manor, Ulson's loyalty couldn't be compared with them. He was my man, not my father's.
