Elizabeth's PoV.
“Luna, I'll get going now.” The maid said, disrupting my thoughts, bringijg me out of the worrying state I was in.
I nodded, “Did you hand the cake to the Alpha's mother?”
“Yes.” She said and then bowed, “Goodnight.”
I watched her go, seated in the kitchen, still covered in a fine layer of flour as I waited for my time to come.
All the while I sat there, I was trying to calm my thoughts and my racing heart.
Being an overthinker was not an easy task especially in times like this as I had tried numerous times to calm my racing thoughts but they wouldn't be still.
After Alpha Tyson caught me eavesdropping on his conversation with his mother, my embarrassment had been overwhelming.
To worsen my situation, I thought of many things that could have been running through h
