Anna's POV
The image in front of me is nothing short of amazing. My mouth falls open, and my hands immediately fly up to cover it. I turn sharply towards Alpha Dylan, who stands quietly behind me.
"Are you saying that this room is mine?" I ask, unable to believe what I’m seeing.
"Not only the room," Alpha Dylan replies, his voice calm and gentle, "everything inside it belongs to you now."
I turn back to the room, taking in every single detail. The beautiful, massive bed looks like it could fit ten of me. The decorations are elegant and expensive-looking, the paintings on the wall vibrant and mysterious.
The lighting casts a soft, warm glow across the room. Moon Goddess, am I dreaming? Because this certainly doesn’t feel real. Why would Alpha Dylan give a room like this to someone of
