Seven

"This way, miss," Kate, the maid that was appointed to Kyra said as she opened the door at the top floor of the east wing.

Kyra looked at the men who held her by the arm on both sides with a deep frown. They ignored her expression, pulling her into the room in force.

"Don’t try to escape, we are standing right outside the door," the guard grunted out as he left her with the maid.

Kyra stepped into the room, slightly stunned at how elegant it was. "I don’t think I’m supposed to be here. You should take me to another room. I’m a slave that alpha Anton bought after all, and all these can be a bit too much to handle," she whispered to Kate.

Kate shook her head but there was mockery in her eyes as she looked at Kyra from head to toe. "We don’t make the rules here, and I have no idea what you did to Alpha Anton, but he asked me to bring you here. Keep at it, so you can be better off than the rest of us."

"What are you saying? I have no intention of licking that man’s feet. Whatever he has