The Morning of Revelation
Samantha hurried to the kitchen immediately she dressed up, her steps light but quick, her heart fluttering with expectation. She was ready to make her move again, to serve Theo’s meal as she had promised. But when she reached the kitchen, she froze. The trays were gone. Only two maids remained, whispered between themselves, too caught up in their chatter to notice her at first.
When one finally spoke, her words struck Samantha like a blade to the chest.
“The Alpha’s food has already been taken to him,” she said cheerfully, “Mina just left a few moments ago with the guard.”
Samantha blinked, her pulse racing. Mina?
For a moment, she felt her throat tighten — panic clawing at her chest. But she couldn’t let anyone see it. With a strained smile, she murmured s
