Skyclaw

Hours later, in Alpha Marcus's pack, everyone took a break. They had been working tirelessly for hours and were exhausted. Zyra, on the other hand, dragged her feet to the pack’s kitchen.

“What would you like for lunch, ma’am?” one of the maids asked her. Zyra shrugged her shoulders.

“I’m not sure yet…whatever you give me is fine,” she replied, leaning against the counter. The maid nodded in understanding.

“I'll just have some snacks, thanks,” Zyra added softly, rubbing her hands on her arms.

“Okay, my queen. You can wait in the dining room while I prepare it,” the maid suggested.

“Some yogurt and chips would be good; I’m not really hungry right now,” Zyra replied, turning to leave the kitchen for the dining room.

After few minutes of waiting,

Zyra was soon served her yogurt and chips, and she took the tray with a grateful smile. Deciding to enjoy her snack in the comfort of her room, she headed upstairs. As she walked down the hallway, she met Marcus, who was coming f