Aurora''s POV


    I sat on my bed, as the maids in my room tidied up the ce. It was night already and somehow, I felt a bit sleepy but I had to wait for them to get done.


    Earlier on, when they began to sweep the ce, I had picked up a rag to clean the windows, but they wouldn''t let me.


    "You should not be found cleaning," one of them said as they all began to plead with me not to do any work. "The Alpha wouldn''t be pleased to hear that his daughter was cleaning up her room when the maids were around. That is our job, my Princess. We love to do it, especially for you."


    Knowing that there was no way that I was going to win, I just took the rag and walked to my seat. Then I used it to clean my seat before sitting on it, just so it''ll be that I did something. I wasn''t used to doing nothing. It was a part of me to always get busy.


    Before that night, I had always made sure that everything or almost was always done before the arrival of the maids. When they came, I usually asked them to leave since there was no need to be there seeing that I had already done all the work. It seemed to displease them a lot and it made me feel somewhat. I did hope that they''d be happy to see that their jobs have already been done and there was no need to do anything else. They weren''t.


    They had told my mother about it, and she instructed them to go to my room earlier at night. She also told me to do my best to see that I allow the maids to do the jobs that they should do as it was going to make things a lot easier. After a few protests here and there, I finally decided that I was going to let that happen, but not outrightly though. Sometimes, I just couldn''t help it.


    "We''re done, Princess," one of the maids said, after they were done packing up the tes that I used to have dinner and also catering for my needs that night. "Is there anything else that you''d like us to do for you?"


    "No, there isn''t. I''m all good, thank you.",


    They looked at me and smiled a little, before turning to leave the room. It seemed to me that they were surprised that I had thanked them for doing their work. They probably never received such from the others, but I wasn''t everyone else. I was Princess Aurora. I knew how tedious it was to do their jobs because I''d been there. I had to appreciate them because it wasn''t an easy task at all.


    Once they shut the door, I stood and carried my chair to the ce where my mirror was, positioning it opposite it and sitting down there, facing the mirror. I began to recount the time that I had spent there in the pce. I had been there for several days, yet, I just didn''t seem to be able to adjust. I couldn''t get used to how the people were treating me, probably because not so long ago, I was with those same people and they didn''t treat me nicely at all. All of a sudden, they all treated me so special.


    Not wanting to overthink stuff, I quickly stood and went to the bed to get some good rest. Iy on my bed, facing the ceiling as I suddenly remembered Alpha Bane.


    I didn''t have the time for that and so I did my best to shake my head so that I could remove the thought of my head but I just couldn''t. It kept oning back to me over and over again. It was very obvious that I missed him; something I didn''t want to admit.


    "You just can''t deny it, Aurora," said Rose from within me. "You do miss him a lot." "No, I don''t," I denied, trying to fool even myself.


    Rose justughed out loud which annoyed me a bit because I knew exactly why sheughed. "Every single night since you left the Pack, you''ve barely done anything aside from thinking about him. How can you exin that?"


    I sighed, knowing that she said nothing but the truth. Indeed, she was right. I just couldn''t seem to get him off my head no matter how hard I tried. I missed him so badly.


    While I was still thinking, I heard a subtle door on my door and I knew exactly who it was. There was only one person who knocked that way and even though she coulde in when she pleased, she always waited patiently for me to ask her to do so.


    "Come in, mom," I said to her as she gently walked in and turned a bit to shut the door. Then she walked straight to my bed and sat on it, staring at me.


    She had been doing that for so many nights. No night passed that she didn''te to my room to spend a bit of time with me. ording to her, she was making up for lost time and I loved it so much.


    I also grew quite fond of her as she showed me love in its purest form. Who could have believed that thedy that I thought didn''t care about me did so in her heart? She had shown me nothing else but love and care; the kind that people had to pray to the goddess for.


    I sat up on my bed and hugged her warmly. "How are you doing, my sweet Princess?" She asked me as soon as we broke the hug after about a minute or


    So.


    "I''m good, mom. What about you?"


    "I''m alright. It feels great knowing you''re doing so well. I hope you''re not finding so much trouble sleeping as you didst night?"


    "I''m not, mum. I''m all good," I lied as I didn''t want to tell her that I was so she


    wouldn''t have to ask me more questions that I''d not want to answer.


    "What about a bedtime story?"


    "What about it, mom?"


    "I could tell you one... That''s if you don''t feel too old for all of that."


    "I don''t, mom. I''d love to hear it," I answered, very eager to know what was so


    special about bedtime stories.


    "Once upon a time..."