Amelia awoke to sounds of shouting and running feet. She sat up instantly, it was early morning. She got up and grabbed a robe. She wore a thigh-length, deep blue, silky nightgown. Her robe was nearly sheer and matched in color. She hurried to the door and ran toward the commotion. Dominick was bellowing at his warriors, the Queen stood calmly at his side with her hand on her barely there belly. Omegas were running in a frenzy. A hand grabbed Amelia's arm, "you shouldn't be here," a voice whispered in her ear. She turned and saw Blaine.
"Why not? What's going on?" she asked.
"The King's Beta is missing, it looks foul play, or staged foul play," he answered quietly.
"What??" she gasped. "Give me all the details."
Blaine pulled her to the side, "many in the Alpha and Beta suites were
