“Ava’s POV

“ De la Vega? What’s your name.” He Queries after dropping me on the floor like a sack of wheat, while the others gaze at me in contempt. I realize I may have said too much and just hope the night would end already.

“ Yes, speak!” He commands.

“ Freda.” I stutter, choosing to try my luck with the lies.

“ Freda? Are you a daughter the Fallen Alpha of a the Vega pack.” He quizzes with a vicious frown, his fingers coiling to form a fist.

“ No ! I’m just a maid in search of her lost brother.” I stutter in fright as I slowly...