LYRA VALORIC

“To be a proper whore means knowing how to please your master,” Lady Courtney said firmly.

She gathered all of us, all of Lucian’s bedmates, into the lounge for a lecture. One I dreaded being part of. What was even the point?

Lucian would never look my way. He despised me. Not even the mate bond could change that.

Courtney’s eyes scanned the room. “Every one of you is competing for the Alpha’s attention. So don’t look at the person next to you as a friend. Look ...