Zoriana was working in her room when a soft knock disturbed her focus.
“Come in,” she called out.
Five Omegas filed in, their arms laden with shopping bags bearing the logos of world-renowned designers and an enormous, towering bouquet of blood-red roses.
“Alpha, these were sent to you from the palace,” one Omega said respectfully, carefully arranging the gifts on the chaise lounge before bowing and making a quick exit.
Curiosity won out. Zoriana moved to the bags, her fingers brushing over the contents: a dozen designer outfits, lingerie crafted from the most delicate lace and adorned with shimmering Swarovski crystals, a selection of handbags from the latest Parisian collections, and a velvet box containing a suite of diamond jewelry.
Everything was breathtaking—luxurious, flashy, a
