Soraya's POV
The minute Criseda walked into the kitchen, I knew she was here for me. The way her steps faltered for a beat when she saw me confirmed it.
Of course, I acted like I didn’t know a thing. I kept my attention on the counters, wiping them down as if they needed it, while I waited for her to make her move.
The truth? I had nothing personal against her. It didn’t matter if Criseda didn’t like me. She never had.
I was nothing more than a maid to her, less than that—something to toss aside. She was mean, sure, but she wasn’t the worst match for Alpha Kael.
She had status, something I didn’t to Alpha Caden and that was why all of us kicked that weakling Kaida out of the way.
But the difference between us didn’t mean I wasn’t going to keep an eye on her.
Not now, not with
