Chapter Eight

-Vera-

I sat with the other mistresses, Lara and Agatha as I recounted the account of the previous night to them.

“As it seems, the new mistress, or should have been Luna,” I expressed visibly, extending my hand and allowing a moment to sink in her titled description. The other ladies snickered at it and I continued satisfied. “Happens to be a weakling who is no match for the alpha. So he had to send for me when she passed out.”

“Oh poor Lady,” Agatha said without any sympathy in her voice. “You mean she could not take it that she passed out.”

“Yes of course,” I nodded the affirmation. “And the alpha had left her unconscious there while we were at it. When I left his room, she was still there.”

Another round of laughter echoed within us.

“But seriously,” Agatha said when the laugh subsided. “You cannot blame her. We two have not been able to handle the alpha as well.”

“Speak for yourself,” Lara quickly snapped as if the statement had pricked her like a needle on the bare skin. “You ar