Selena walked through the Alpha's house as if inspecting conquered territory, her heels scratching the wooden floor with calculated authority. The omegas moved around her in silence, their eyes cautious and their hands trembling, as if any mistake could cost them dearly. She observed everything carefully, her eyes passing over the light-colored towels spread out on the tables and the red flowers that exuded an overly sweet scent. She liked to see everything clean, aligned, perfect. It was ...