Lyra's POV
First, chambers. Now, court. I don't think anything worse could happen to me within the four walls of this palace.
I'm not supposed to be there, but how do I defy the orders of the Alpha? The only thing I find very disturbing is how concerned these women are about how I look.
“Don't you have anything decent? Not for work, something presentable?" Madam Rosalia asked.
She's large and motherly, responsible for the Alpha's meals. She's always full of warmth and energy, but never slacks on morality and decency.
I shook my head in response to her question and lowered my eyes respectfully.
“How then do we go about this?" Miss Fae asked.
Miss Fae was always in the company of Madam Rosalia. They were both omegas, but not like the rest of us.
They were constantly in contact wit
