Seraphina:
The maid was shaking as she stood in my room.
Not subtly. Not quietly. She was trembling so badly the teacup in her hands rattled against the saucer, the sound sharp enough to scrape against my nerves.
“He is going to kill me… please help me, send someone else… he doesn’t need to know that it is me.” She said, shaking her head.
“Stop that,” I snapped. “You’re embarrassing yourself. He is going to ask you a few questions, you are going to answer him naturally… you don’t need to doubt yourself with the answers.”
Her eyes flicked to the door, then back to me, wide and wet. “The Alpha is going to question me personally.” Her voice broke. “He’s going to kill me. He will know that I am lying, and he is going to kill me… I can’t lie to him, I can’t lie to him to his face… please
