LYRA’S POV
I stood there, frozen…not in shock, more like surprise at the sight in front of me. The both of them paused, their head slightly turned to acknowledge my presence. The woman, clad in the sluttiest looking dress I’ve ever seen, with gold earrings dangling from her ears, glanced at me from her peripheral vision, her perfectly manicured hand didn’t flinch from his face.
“Who are you and what are you doing here?” She raised an eyebrow in question, her voice was just as soft as the expression on her face.
My tongue was tied for a few seconds as I stared at the Alpha, waiting for him to address the situation but all he did was stare at me expectantly.
I cleared my throat and drifted my gaze back at the woman, “I’m here to see the Alpha. The guard told me you were expecting me.”
