His Mistress

Alpha Gabriel came home with a strange feeling in his chest.

When he locked eyes with that maid Eliana, a sense of familiarity washed over him, though he couldn't quite place where he knew her from.

Her aura felt oddly familiar as if they shared some unspoken connection, yet her face was entirely unfamiliar to him.

Where had he seen her before?

But it wasn't Victoria. She looked nothing like her.

Something else caught his attention, too. The girl being punished at the trial was glaring at Eliana with an intensity that felt almost like a physical blow. There was a palpable malice in her gaze, a seething rage that didn't go unnoticed by Gabriel. Her eyes burned with hatred as she watched Eliana, and he couldn't ignore the venom behind each glare.

Gabriel's interest was piqued. Why did this girl harbor such intense animosity toward Eliana? Something didn't sit right with him, and his instincts told him there was more to the story.