Vanya Pov
The Alpha Suite was finally mine again, but it didn't feel like a victory.
I sat at the vanity, dragging a boar-bristle brush through my hair, staring at my reflection in the mirror. For three years, this room had been my territory. It was supposed to smell of my expensive perfume and the lingering scent of pureblood power. Instead, the air in here was stale and suffocated by the humiliation I felt. One of the Old Guard had come here earlier asking after Torin and I had to lie to cover up for him because I couldn't bear the shame of admitting that as the
recognized Luna of the Steel Howlers, I was sitting alone at three in the morning, waiting for my supposed mate to return from acting as a personal chauffeur to a human stray.
It was pathetic.
I set the brush down on the gla
