Chapter 256

• Third Person's POV
• By the time Aysel finally returned to the estate that night, the weight of the entire evening clung to her aura like stale smoke. Her wolf, restless under her skin, had paced the whole way home after being forced to endure several "unlucky scents" from people she'd rather never encounter again.
• The moment she stepped through the door, she collapsed face-first onto the sofa in the living room, limbs sprawled, releasing a long, exhausted huff.