Third Person
The first thing Liora noticed when she woke up the next morning was the continuous emptiness. Her maids had resumed as if nothing happened, and Helene was there to check on her one more time. Liora sat up and leaned against the headboard; her nails dug into her skin as she struggled with her inner thoughts.
“Did… did the Alpha stay longer?” She finally asked, and Helene’s hands trembled for a split second. She dropped the herb she was pouring back on the table; her eyes twitched.
“He made sure you were safe,” she finally said.
But Liora could only hear that she wasn’t enough to make him stay longer. The long pause was like a death sentence; even Bianca and Nora felt her pain. No woman, more so an omega, wanted to be caught in her situation. The memories of the previous nig
