Christina's POV
My first night in Hudson's mansion passed without incident,and without a single sighting of the Alpha himself.
The next morning, I jolted awake to my alarm before remembering.I'd stormed out of Nyx Collective yesterday.
Just as I was basking in my newfound unemployment, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in," I called, sitting up in bed.
Carmen Alvarez stepped in, followed by what looked like an entire department store staff. Racks of clothes, towers of shoe boxes, handbags, coats, dresses for every occasion—all designer, all in my size.
Akira perked up at the overwhelming display of luxury before us.
"I'll arrange these in your closet," Carmen said, directing her team with military precision.
"There's no need," I said after gawking for a full minu
