Elvira’s POV

The moment the maid stepped out of Alpha Jaxon’s chambers, I knew something was wrong. Her face was drawn and uncertain, her steps hesitant as she approached me. Brielle had called in sick, leaving me alone to handle everything. I’d hoped maybe, just maybe, I could steal a moment with Alpha Jaxon. Talk to him at least.

The maid lowered her gaze. “Lady Elvira,” she said softly, “I’m sorry, but Alpha Jaxon said ...