#Chapter 388 – Cream Puff

“That was me, darling,” the girl says, seeing me look down at my white nightgown and again seeming to read my mind. She reaches out a hand to softly pat mine. “Don’t worry, dear – like I said, we have rules here. As soon as Gabriel brought you to the palace I took you in hand.” She grins at me like it was a great pleasure to her to keep me safe. “I got you changed and cleaned up and put to bed. Don’t worry, love.” I exhale slowly, absurdly believing her even though I should be much, much more wary now. But something about those sweet brown eyes – god, it’s impossible to think that she might be lying. My wolf yips confirmation in my soul, still wary of everything else but believing her. “And who are you?” I whisper, shaking my head, still not believing it. That I’m here, that I was stolen away from my life. “I’m Pippa,” she says, giving me a happy smile. “All right,” I whisper. Then I jump nearly a mile in the air as soon as a soft knock comes at the door. “Oh, don’t wor