Lilah knew she had made a mistake by calling Ophelia's name without an introduction, but it slipped out before she even realized it.
Right now, she has to find a way out of this mess and avoid suspicion.
But she didn't even need to look far for an explanation because Ophelia was no secret mistress.
Who wouldn't know of the capable Omega who was always by Kael's side? The one who was hailed as the next Luna. A competent and fashion favorite woman.
She was a sensation in her own right.
And she was the one standing in front of her.
"You're popular," Lilah said. "And you... You're someone I admire."
"Huh?" Ophelia's perfectly carved brows arched and she placed a hand on her hip. "Tell me more."
"You're very capable. You're strong. You're... Someone I wished to be but could never be."
Though it might just seem like Lilah was showering her with compliments, it was what she felt. The kind of helplessness she felt all her life was due to how weak she was.
