Milla brushed Selene's hair into soft waves while Elara searched the closet for clothes that could fit, as Selene replayed yesterday’s event in her head. Her impulsive agreement to whatever Ronan's beta had to say and it's after effects but since Ronan hadn't stormed into her chambers with guards to drag her down to the dungeons it seemed he hadn't been trying to set her up.
‘We should meet up tomorrow at the rose garden.’ He sounded absurd but Selene frantically nodded in desperation as that time she couldn't risk getting caught.
“Elara?"
“Yes, milady?"
Selene paused, pressing her lips into a slim line.
“Was lady Nayla… I mean was I and the alpha's beta, were we…
Selene never knew how to ask the questions she had but the soft chuckle from the other end told her she didn't need to
