“Here she comes,” a sneering voice said as soon as Lyra walked through the dormitory door that night.
She was dead tired and just wanted to take a shower and go to bed, but it seemed that the others had been waiting for her arrival so they could torment her.
Laughter bubbled up in the dormitory as more snide comments reached her ears. “Poor her. Who would have thought that the king would choose an Alpha female instead of an Omega slave? She must be so heartbroken!”
“I have to admit, I was impressed by her acting,” someone else said. “Did you see how she went down? You’d think she really fainted or something.”
“Too bad the king did not go rushing to her side.”
“You are forgetting about the hickeys.”
“Ew. I wonder where she got those from.”
“Could be from anyone. She did not spend the
