A slave to the alpha I rejected
Paige Turner my stepsister stole my groom
She had followed him to the dining area; her work as a slave was to stand by his side and serve what he wanted, but the silence from Syzar still felt like a bitter pang to her heart.
Vada was already up in seconds, convincing Celeste to sit as she dragged her to sit. “You need to eat too,” she winked, and Nyssa looked appalled.
“You are letting a slave sit and eat among us?” she muttered.
“I see no one else had a problem with it, and she is my friend, and as a grand healer, I do have a say,” she said to Nyssa, whose face heated as she faced the table.
Looking at Cassian and Callix, who seemed unfazed by it, they looked amused, both under Vada’s bespelling gaze.