AYLA
The door to my room swung open abruptly, and there stood Natalia, her expression darkened by jealousy and irritation. I exchanged a startled glance with Elton, sensing the storm she brought with her.
"Luna Martha wants to see you," Natalia said coldly, her eyes narrowing as she fixed her gaze on me.
I crossed my arms, glaring back. "Next time, knock before barging in. You don’t come in here unless I say so."
Natalia’s lips curled into a bitter smirk. "Like I care what you allow," she shot back, then turned to Elton with a look so filled with longing it made my blood boil. "Can we talk?"
Elton nodded, offering me a reassuring smile. "Go on, Ayla. Luna Martha wouldn’t summon you if it wasn’t important."
I huffed in frustration, giving Natalia one last venomous look before storm
