The sun had risen and had just started to peek over the rooftops, the morning light came in through big windows, casting its golden light on the shiny floors, but the beauty of the morning did not lessen her sadness, she got up early, wanting to clear her head and find peace before the day got busy again.
But she did not find peace; the air was already filled with whispers.
Near the stairs, two maids stood where they thought no one could see them. They held baskets of clothes and whispered to each other, laughing lightly like women who thought they could not be heard.
"She is only in charge because the Alpha protects her," one said quietly, with a tone that was sad instead of respectful.
The other one laughed quietly, while covering her mouth, "Without him, she would have been destroyed a long time ago, a Luna with no wolf, she lives on someone else's power."
