Chapter 685

Rosetta:

I had been ruled by my raw emotions ever since I saw and met Madeline.

There was a weird feeling between us.

She was very beautiful. The more I saw her on TV, the more beautiful she seemed.

Sometimes I would stand in front of the mirror and think that maybe I was beautiful too, but no.

Madeline was more beautiful than anyone else.

The way she talked, the way she looked at me, somewhere in it all, I sensed a little sadness.

And that was purely because of what she had been through.

She had been scarred so much that she had become a little rough, a little tough.

Still, it was pleasant meeting her.

“Did you have a guest?”

Lady Eugenia arrived and asked me that, even trying to grab my wrist to stop me from going into the basement.

“Not really,” I replied, shaking my head.

“Then let’s eat together,” my mother said, trying to pull me away.

I had only a few rules for the people living in my household.

Elara was not allowed to go to the second floor, and my mother was never allowed on the ground floor or in the basement.

Once in a while, even though the child understood and obeyed the odd rules without question, my mother would slip through the cracks.

“Maybe next time. I’m really not hungry. I’m just working on some jewelry pieces right now,” I said, trying to excuse myself so I could go into the basement.

“Then I’ll come and watch you work,” my mother requested.

That was when I smiled at her.

“Oh, Mother, go to the second floor. I don’t want Elara to wake up from her nap, see you, and start screaming that she saw a monster.”

I was only trying to joke, but I didn’t know why my mother took offense to it. She looked genuinely offended.

“Oh, sorry. Now, please excuse me.”

I walked toward the basement, but then I noticed Bodhi at the top of the stairs,

hiding behind the railing, his body pressed against it. My heart crumbled.

I turned to look at my mother and realized she had seen me looking at Bodhi.

“Did you give him a bath?” I asked my mother in a rough, raw voice.

She placed her hands on her waist and sighed.

“Come on, he’s Bexter’s son. Like you said, he’s the only one with his blood. So go and take care of him, because when I come upstairs again, I want Bodhi to have a smile on his lips.”

As I warned my mother, I watched her eyes widen in shock.

She stomped her foot and walked upstairs.

I watched her close the door to the second floor because she never wanted Bodhi and Elara to meet again.

Meanwhile, I headed downstairs to the stranger in my basement.

The basement was where I kept people who wanted to stay hidden for a while.

For instance, Byron at the moment. And the helpless woman I had rescued.

I walked over to Byron’s room, and he was sleeping peacefully.

Or by peacefully, I meant burning with fever.

I was definitely going to deal with him next, but first, I had to speak to the woman.

“How are you feeling today?” I asked, approaching her as she sat in the dark room.

“I want to go out,” she responded softly.

“In due time. Right now, it’s too risky,” I said.

As I reached for the light switch, she spoke.

“Please don’t turn it on. It brings sadness,” she uttered.

I walked over and sat on her bed.

“What brings sadness?” I asked, feeling bad for her.

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“When the light turns on, I realize how lonely I am,” she responded tiredly. She had cried for some time, but now she seemed fine, at least on the surface.

Still, in the middle of the night, whenever I checked on her, I would find her whimpering alone in her bed.

“It’s dangerous for you out there right now,” I said as I reached for her hand.

She looked up at me, and I noticed the tears in her eyes.

“Is my mate okay?” she asked, her lips curling downward.

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lip.

“He has gone rogue with Madeline after his people burned his Luna’s body.”

I took a sharp breath as I watched her eyes widen in shock.

“That is why I don’t want you to go

out, Yuvonne. People have gone net

crazy if you go out now, they call you death

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Once I finished, she understood why I wasn’t letting her go outside.