Viktoria POV
Elon leans in so close that I can feel his breath brush against my ear. “Please don’t resist,” he whispers urgently. “She can have you punished.”
I lean away from his mint breath, my tone nippy. “What’s the punishment for disobeying the Alpha’s mother?”
His glances nervously toward the door. “Please, Viktoria, it’s not worth it.”
I take a small step closer, lowering my voice but sharpening every word.
“Tell me, Elon.”
“She could have you locked in the dungeon for a week,” he says. “Or worse.”
I particularly hang on the word ‘worse’. Lucille would love to go to that length just to prove something to me. I straighten, folding my arms.
“Then I’ll take that over helping her son,” I say coldly. “She’s hated me since the day I walked into that house, and now she wants me t
