LENA POV
I was seated at the breakfast table alone, my body still sore from the attack that had left me bedridden for days. Each bite of the fluffy scrambled eggs and crispy bacon brought me a little more strength, a little more clarity. As I ate, I noticed a few maids stealing glances at me, their eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and genuine concern for my well-being.
The dining hall was silent. I finished my meal, carefully placing my knife and fork on the plate as I had been taught. There was no need for haste; I knew their eyes were on me, ensuring I didn't leave a morsel behind. Alpha Lucas had given strict orders: nothing was to remain on my plate.
I glanced up, my gaze settling on Ava, the Chief Maid, who stood at a respectful distance. Her posture was impeccable, her expre
