Fiore's patience snapped the moment the maids barged into her room, their hands grabbing at her clothes with a frenzy that made her feel as if her personal space was being violated, it was being invaded without warning or permission. "What is this all about?!" she demanded, her voice was filled with outrage. But her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the maids continued their task.
They moved swiftly while packing away her belongings, their actions only adding to her fury.
One of the maids, a young woman with wide eyes and a face flushed with discomfort, finally paused long enough to speak, her voice laced with apology. "The Alpha has ordered us to move your things, Luna. We’re really sorry."
Fiore's anger simmered, a boiling pot threatening to overflow, but she knew better than to l
