The castle was starting to feel foreign to Adriana. Her steps through the cold corridors now felt heavy, as if every wall glared at her with suspicion. The gazes of the omegas were no longer friendly—even some avoided eye contact when they crossed paths with her. She tried not to pay it any mind, tried to stay focused on Ryan, but that day everything grew worse.
That morning, the atmosphere in the main hall suddenly turned tense when one of the senior omegas, Lena, came rushing in to meet with Elna and Ryan, who were in the middle of a discussion. Her face was pale, and her eyes looked uneasy, though there was hesitation in her voice.
“Forgive me for interrupting, Alpha... Elna,” she said, stammering. “But… I saw something last night. And I think… I should report it.”
Ryan turned with a
