Seraphine's pov
Gina paused, staring wide-eyed as Alpha Agora walked in, his face void of any emotion. I bowed, not letting my eyes meet his.
"Alpha Agora," Gina greeted, bowing. Her voice sounded like nothing she used to speak to me earlier. It was as if she had developed an additional vocal cord and sounded different.
Alpha Agora ignored both our greetings and sat on the couch, staring at us both. "How has the lesson been?" he asked
"It has been really...," I answered.
"I wasn't talking to you, Slave," he said, his voice cutting me off before I had the chance of finishing my sentence. I saw Gina smirk and couldn't help but roll my eyes. What was so funny that she couldn't help smiling? She probably has a thing for someone tearing another apart.
"Sorry for her manner, my lord.
