SONIA’S POV
I walked into the bathroom in my room, and I couldn’t help the sigh of pleasure that escaped my throat.
Even my wolf purred with excitent at the sight of a real bathroom.
I was eternally grateful to Ivy for the way she had helped handle my hygiene during those trying tis. However, I was giddy with joy that I had found a better alternative.
Shedding the maid’s clothes, I stepped into the shower, and turned it on.
There was everything I needed in the bathroom. From wash sponges to soaps.
Without wasting any ti, I began to scrub down my body.
By the ti I left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my chest, I felt fully refreshed and ready to continue the day.
As I stepped out, my eyes caught the clothes arranged carefully on the bed, and I smiled.
Ivy and her kindness had struck again. She had brought fresh clothes and I couldn’t be more grateful.
Tossing the previous ones I was putting on into the laundry basket I found in the room, I began to whistle as I dressed up.
There was a dressing table in the room too. Although not as big as the one I was used to back at ho, it was pretty much manageable.
I was done with dressing up, and began to work on my hair.
Weeks without a comb being run through the thick mass of hair had turned it into a forest.
I knew I was going to have a headache the second I was done detangling the hair, but I couldn’t stop now I had already started.
I didn’t exactly know what the ti was, but I spent over twenty minutes on just my hair.
Soon, it was straight enough to be tied into a ponytail. I did that, and slipped into my slippers, as I stepped out to find Ivy.
She was neither in her room, nor her kitchen. I checked other rooms but couldn’t find her either.
I was about to scream her na when I decided to just step out.
True to my instinct, there she was in one of the gardens.
"Hey Ivy, what are you doing? Do you need to join you?" I called her.
She turned to and smiled.
"I didn’t see any food in the kitchen, so I ca to check the garden."
"I thought it’s a barren land?" I asked.
"Sure, but co over here, and I’ll show you sothing."
A jolt of excitent shot through at the nice invitation. Skipping on my heel, I made my way through the thick plants that had mostly ford weeds, and went to her.
"I noticed that the barrenness only extended until this point," she began when I arrived. I noticed she was holding a shovel I didn’t see when I was standing far away, and subconsciously, my brow lifted. "You hear that sound? It’s the sound of a lake," she continued. "I’ve decided to clear the grass, until it takes us to that lake. We would definitely see so things to eat there. Be it fruits or whatever."
"This is one of our punishnts, isn’t it?" I asked, pouting.
"It definitely is. Giving you this big house whilst withholding food, then telling you to heal a barren land is a smart move. It’s basically telling you to use your hands to grow whatever you’d like to eat," she said, and continued to clear out the grass.
"Is there sothing I can use to help? This seems like a lot of work."
She laughed. "Work? Please, this is nothing. The only thing I need from you is to sing. Do you know you have an enchanting voice?"
"Enchanting is a stretch, Ivy. My father absolutely hated when I sang. I have a feeling it reminded him of my mother."
"Tell about your mother," she said.
I didn’t quite rember anything about her, but from what I had told, I began to tell Ivy.
At intervals, I would break into a song for her, just to keep her energy and montum up.
It didn’t take long before we found the lake. It was big, and huge, and just simply glorious.
Swans floated on its surface, while birds flew across the sky, chirping beautifully.
"It’s beautiful!" I said to Ivy.
"It definitely is. One of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen. And look," she points at so trees. "I told you we would have fruits."
I clapped as she climbed a tree, and began to take out its fruits.
I didn’t think won could do such laborious jobs, but Ivy was quickly proving wrong.
"Hey, there’s sothing that has been bothering since we found this spot," I said, as a sudden thought struck in head.
"What’s that?" She asked behind her shoulders, as she plucked so oranges.
"Is it possible to escape the pack from this lake?"
She paused in the middle of taking out an orange, and whipped her head behind. "Do you have a death sentence or sothing?"
"Death sentence? No." My fave scrunched in confusion.
"Everything you see belongs to Ramon. There’s a huge fence that surrounds the lands. I know you think it’s impossible because of how deep the forest is, but there is a fence. You would take days to escape, but only end up at the fence where he has guards littered about. That’s not a good idea at all."
"Oh," my face fell. "I thought it could be that easy."
Ivy sighed, and moved closer to . "I hope you miss your old life. I would do it if I were in your situation. But I want to be realistic with you. Your chance of freedom lies in Ramon growing a heart towards you, or your father defeating him. Or killing yourself," she added the last part with a little bit of humour reflecting in her voice.
"I don’t want to kill myself," I shook my head. "I’ve contemplated it, until I realised it would just give Ramon the excuse he needed to take another mate. If I’m going to suffer in his hands, he may as well suffer a little too."
"That’s my girl," she smacked my arm. "And think of the benefits. We have a whole land to ourselves. We can wolf out to the maximum. Imagine taking your wolf for a run whenever you like. I know my wolf would appreciate so exhilarating freedom."
"Mine too! She’s been dying to jump out and run."
Her eyes suddenly went to my neck and she frowned. "That scar is turning purple. If it doesn’t heal on ti, you could get a fever."
"Don’t worry," I smiled, it was my turn to impress her. I was eyeing the papaya tree for that sa reason. I’m going to make a paste with it, and before tomorrow dawns, it will be all cleared."
"You’re lucky you are a healer. You can’t be hurt by these petty things."
"Yeah, sotis we need to give our wolves the helping hand they deserve, when they do nothing but protect us."
"True. Sounds like sothing you’d hear at the festival of alpha’s." She threw into the air casually, as we began to return to the house with all the fruits we got.
"What’s the festival of the alphas?" I asked, running behind her.
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