Kayla's POV

"Madam, madam! Alpha has given orders, and without his command, you cannot... madam!"

Intense arguing woke me from my slumber. Before I could grasp what was happening outside the room, a middle-aged, elegantly dressed woman stormed into my bedroom, her face seething with anger.

"It's you again, Kayla Reeves! How long are you going to cling to my son!"

I held my head, struggling to sit up in bed.

"You..."

"You? You should address me as 'madam' properly!"

The middle-aged woman glared at me, her contemptuous gaze accusing me of being impolite.

"Alright, madam, who are you, and why did you barge into my room?"

"Are you trying...