Lyssa's POV:

I awoke to the sensation of something wet splashing against my skin, jolting me out of my peaceful slumber. As I slowly opened my eyes, the harsh reality of the situation unfolded before me - a bucket of water had been poured over me while I slept. The voice of my fated mate's lover rang in my ears, calling me demeaning names and instructing me to fetch her a glass of water.

Feeling a mixture of anger and humiliation, I complied silently. I grabbed the glass and filled it with ...