Audrey's POV
I stepped out of my room, a sly smile on my lips, and pulled my nightie together against the cold as I headed downstairs to join Mom and Dad for dinner.
I had just dropped the freakiest video call with Alpha Arthur, and I swear I still felt hot and wet between my thighs. I only hoped the wash and generous amount of perfume would cover the smell of after s*x—else they’d just have to deal with it.
If Dad didn’t have something to discuss with me over this dinner, I would’ve skipped. I’d still be in Moonstone, getting the kind of treatment a baby girl deserved.
What was so urgent anyway?
I arrived downstairs and took the left bend toward the dining room, already feeling the smell of delicious foods calling to me.
“Pull my seat for me, will you?” I said, glaring at the guard
