Mira's POV,
My mind swirled as Lord Kyden’s words buzzed in my mind. From an ordinary omega to becoming the breeder of the most ruthless alpha, what more could I possibly deserve in this cursed life?
“We’re almost there.” Lord Kyden’s voice snapped me back to reality as we descended the grand staircase. Shocked, I clutched his arm tightly, trying to steady myself after his sudden announcement.
Damn it!
The ballroom of the Grand Palace glittered like a land pulled straight from a fairytale. Crystal chandeliers hung from the vaulted ceiling, their light dancing across the polished marble floors. The air was filled with the scent of sweet jasmine and wine, mingling with the faint musk of gathered Alphas and high-ranking members from various packs.
Men in velvet coats and women in luxurio
