Gareth quietly went to the library and settled into his usual spot in the corner. Since arriving at the mansion, he had learned that the library was the one place no one ever went to. The servants would clean it, then leave it untouched for days.
So peaceful, he thought as he sat down between the aisles, his back resting against the shelves. I don't remember having this much peace for a long time.
Back in his pack, Gareth always had to tread on eggshells. He needed to stay alert in case Gary—his twin brother—did something again, or if another problem was shoved onto him.
As the pack's punching bag, that was the only life he had ever known.
This mansion wasn't entirely different; he still had to be careful, especially since he was living here under his brother's identity. He made sure not to anger any of the harem members to avoid unnecessary trouble.
The only difference was…
