Lana couldn’t believe what she had been told by the vampires, and definitely not what was happening before her.
She was seated in front of the dresser as a maid worked on her hair, perfuming it with bottles placed across the table, bottles she knew were expensive. The words still rang in her memory.
“The duty of becoming Alpha Lucas’s wife and the Queen of Outrous.”
Her throat grew dry and dry, even after she sipped from the straw of blood offered to her by the female vampire assigned to make her look and smell perfect. The woman worked on her as though she had been paid very well for the job, which Lana suspected she had.
Lana had bathed in the most fragrant bathwater she had ever experienced. The tub had been filled with scented oils and rare herbs that softened her skin. She felt cl
