Richard, Alpha Edison’s, the old man who served him as his butler, helped me get off the carriage. The sun was bright today, and the sky was crystal clear, making the surroundings look so vivid and lively.
In just a matter of minutes, the street was filled with curious people, their eyes wide with excitement at their handsome Alpha King. Some stretched their necks to see me with their prying eyes, wanting to know the kind of woman the Alpha chose as his Luna.
Or maybe they were still in the hope that the Alpha would choose a commoner, a servant from his Beta’s household. And they thought that maybe people like them could have a chance to have a kind of life like I had with the Alpha. It was a miracle that no one had an idea if it was a curse or a blessing.
As we entered the gate of the
