ILYANA’S POV.
The next morning was different from every other morning I had ever lived.
There was no ‘omegas, wake up’ ringing in my ears. No rush. No chaos of preparing for alphas and the royals of the pack.
The only thing that woke me was the sunrise, streaming through my half-closed curtains, and the deep, steady sound of the water fountain.
I started dressing early, even though Carius had told me nothing would happen to me here. After the alpha king’s words last night, I was not sure again. I had just finished putting on the clothes one of the maids dropped when a knock came in and my heart faltered.
“Ilyana, are you awake?”
It was Carius, and I opened the door, pressing my lips into a flat smile. He was the first beta I had ever seen who smiled this much. The others were alwa
