A Naughty Lana (1)

LANA

The fact that I was able to spend the night and the following day in the chamber of Alpha Cedric made me feel like a princess; however, I had a problem.

The omega whose job it was to serve me was the same omega whose neck I had broken in the garden. And I'm certain she knew what I had done to her because she must have woken up that evening with a sore neck and memories of talking with me before dissolving into nothing in the next minute. However, she was the omega who was appointed to serve me.

The hatred she had built up for me was plain to see on her face, and I can only assume that she was drooling over each of them while simultaneously trying to determine which of them would be most beneficial for me.

She stole my waistband and then had the nerve to insist that she hadn't taken anything, so I don't like her either. She was nothing but a proud thief.