Liora's POV
Morning came too fast.
I didn't sleep. Couldn't. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt his mouth on mine. His hands. The way my body had responded like it didn't belong to me anymore.
A knock at the door made me flinch.
"Come in," I said, voice rough.
A woman entered. She was tall, willowy, with auburn hair pulled back in a neat braid.
Her eyes were sharp green, assessing. She carried a tray of food.
"I'm Mira," she said. "I'll be helping you settle in."
"I don't need help."
She set the tray down anyway. "Alpha's orders."
I hated how that phrase made my stomach twist. Alpha's orders. Like I was property now.
Mira moved around the room with practiced ease, opening curtains, laying out clothes.
She had a small birthmark near her temple shaped l
