Camilla's POV
I returned upstairs to drop the tray of drinks, only for Ivy to instruct me to deliver meat to the Alphas again. Why couldn’t she just send me all at once?
Letting out a deep sigh, I received the meat and was about to leave when she held my hands and glared at me.
"Drop the tray on the table and come inside," she ordered, and I couldn’t help but obey her. When she took me inside, she asked me to take off my dress and wear something lighter and a little revealing, describing how the Alphas had to be entertained as well.
I changed into a lighter dress without arguing, then carried the tray and went to serve the Alphas again. When I got to Damon once more, his eyes locked with mine, and he rolled his tongue in pleasure, winking at me, trying to say something.
I dropped his
