The next time Myra opened her eyes, she didn’t find herself in the forest anymore; instead, she had woken up to the sound of someone cursing under their breath.
She opened her eyes to see Imogen talking with one of the maids before the door was shut, and the beta female was still pacing.
“Can you be any louder?” Myra muffled under the pillow as Imogen walked towards her; the female beta did not look at all pleased as she huffed out with a sigh.
“You’re awake,” she said matter-of-factly, and there was a tentative silence between them as Imogen sat by the side of the bed, surprising Myra, who looked up at Imogen, who looked conflicted.
“Would it do you any good if I told you to stay away from the alpha?” She asked, and Myra gazed at her. She saw there was no ill intent or jealousy, more
