Puzzled, Maggie turned to me. “You’re a daughter of Moonstone’s Alpha?” she asked.
“What on earth are you doing at Prince Xaden’s mansion?” Bella pressed, disregarding Maggie’s question.
The sudden heaps of attention I was getting was head-spinning.
I wavered. “He… wanted me to come.”
The amused look on her face told me she didn’t quite believe my version of events.
“So he did… and it looks like you’ve got yourself quite the impressive little promotion, didn’t you?” she chuckled, looking down at me with her nose turned up. “From washing Sarah’s dirty laundry to sweeping Prince Xaden’s marble floor—I have to admit, you’ve made great work of advancing your servant-girl career. But it’s okay, you don’t have to pretend you did it for the pay raise.”
She leaned in close with a cheeky gri
