Olivander’s POV
I had that feeling that Camila was here for no good. Sending for the slave mistress was just to take Ember away from the hungry eyes of the other alphas, and not because I was angry at her.
Truly, I loved how she messed herself up out of fear, whereas she kept talking anyhow before my face. So, I had to use the privilege, only for Camila to show up.
Was she told that the alphas were devouring Ember? Me too, I didn't know I could be battling from being hard even though the face I stared at wasn't hers.
Does that even change how seductive she looked in that slave wear? It only looked like the dress was made specifically for her, with the way it wrapped her body, bringing out her shape.
I crossed my legs, and my gaze landed on Camila once again. “I sent for the slave mis
