Selina POV
Bea saw me three days after the punishment.
I was restocking the healers' cabinet in the lower supply room when she appeared in the doorway, her small frame practically vibrating with nervous energy. She was seventeen, one of the newest servants in the Alpha Residence, assigned mostly to laundry and basic cleaning duties. I barely knew her beyond passing greetings in the corridors.
"Selina?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
I looked up from the shelf. "Bea. Is something wrong?"
She glanced over her shoulder into the empty corridor, then stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Her hands were shaking.
"Can I talk to you?" she asked. "Privately?"
Something in her tone made the hair on my arms stand up.
"Of course," I said carefully, setting down the bottle I was
