THE TITLE OF THE MISTRESS

It didn't take long for Maria and all the omegas, who worked in the kitchen, to gather there. They wondered why they were called over, but immediately quieted down when they saw their alpha's dark expression.

But, despite that, it was the Alpha himself who served a cup of tea for his mate, who had been very quiet all this time.

Cane glanced at her briefly, but he couldn't figure out what was going on inside that pretty head of hers. He couldn't read her expression, which was devoid of any emotion. This fact alone bothered him.

Around forty omegas stood before the Alpha, waiting anxiously to learn the reason they were called here. They could sense something was completely wrong with this whole situation. The tension in the air was very suffocating.