Amelia
As Hilly hurried off to her own duties, I made my way to the kitchen. The kitchen was a hive of activity, with other servants bustling about preparing meals. I introduced myself to the head cook, a matronly woman named Maggie, who eyes me with a mixture of curiosity and pity.
“So you’re the girl, eh?” she said, handing me a steaming mug of tea. “Alpha’s personal maid. That's quite a position for someone so young.”
I sipped the tea gratefully. “To be honest, I’m as shocked as everyone.”
Maggie patted my arm. “Just keep your head down and do as you’re told. Alpha Xavier isn't known for his patience. He’s tough, but fair.”
Her words did little to reassure me, but I appreciate the gesture.
Her expression turned serious. “He protects the pack, keeps us safe. That's worth putting u
