Drake POV
When I hear Jared's voice, I expect the door to fly open and to be dragged to the cells, but it doesn't happen. Instead, a loud thud and hushed voices have me pushing the door to my room open to see what's going on. I swear my heart stops beating when I come face to face with the girl from the dining room. That same feeling stirs in my belly as we both stand frozen staring at each other. Could she really be the beloved my mother spoke about?
The sound of a growl seems to snap us both out of the trance we were in. "Drake" she says, and my name on her lips sends a shiver down my spine. She smiles before placing her hands flat on my chest. I'm not sure what she sees on my face, but she smiles. I try not to panic as she slowly pushes me back into my disgusting room. I quickly look
