Irina’s POV
“Please take the maid to her quarters,” Beta Ethan ordered a maid with brown hair and a tired but kind face. The woman nodded, her eyes flicking over my uniform with a hint of pity before she gestured for me to follow.
I felt bad because, in the past, I didn’t take the time to remember the names of all the maids who had served me.
“This way, miss,” she said softly.
Miss…
I followed her, my head still ringing with the echo of Aiden’s voice. Omega. He’d carved the word into the air with such finality, such icy contempt. It shouldn’t have hurt. I’d been living that reality for a month. But it did, for some reason…
It did.
The maid—Lila, she told me her name was—led me not into the main mansion, but around the side to a separate, smaller building nestled against the high ou
