“Why can’t I be dressed?” Kaela folded her arms across the makeshift sheet wrap. “Am I expected to walk these halls naked for your entertainment?”
Susie sneered. “If that is what the Alpha commands. You were given no clothes. You shouldn’t—”
“Are these clothes yours?” Kaela cut in. “I didn’t realize Nightreign had fallen so far that its women wear bedsheets.”
“Nightreign is a fine place,” a new voice interrupted smoothly.
A man stepped between them, easily blocking Susie from view. Tall, tanned, and heavily muscled, he wore a shirt that strained across his chest and arms. White hair shaved close on the sides, warm caramel eyes, and a bright smile that showed perfect teeth.
“The people are usually nice,” he added, glancing back at Susie with a slight wince.
“Don’t you have better thin
