Rhea POV
The former Luna was abandoned?
I thought as I slowly lifted myself from the cold toilet lid. I knew the former Luna was murdered. I also knew Alpha Ragnar only started keeping multiple mistresses after her death. From what I’d heard, he might have been cruel, but he still loved his wife—so how could she have been abandoned?
That word kept circling my mind as I stepped back into the bedroom, now smelling faintly of lemon and bleach. It looked spotless, like last night hadn’t happened at all. The sheets were replaced, the floor gleamed, and even the air felt too clean.
I walked out into the living room and froze.
Dorian sat at the dining table, still bare-chested, his wet hair slightly tousled as he scrolled through something on his phone. In front of him were multiple covered
