Anaiah's POV
I touch the side of the bed to find Leondre is not there, I scowl and drag myself out of bed, ignoring the burning sensation between my legs. I get into the shower and smile when the hot water hits my skin. After cleaning myself thoroughly, I go to the closet, picking out a simple black dress that reaches my knees and pumps.
I hustle downstairs, I meet some pack members who politely greet me or look at me like I am dirt however, I try not to get intimidated.
"Hello," A short pretty lady with big curls and a slim figure smiles cheerfully at me. I wave back with the same energy.
"You are Anaiah, right?"
"Yes,"
"The King asked me to keep you company today as they are busy with work at the headquarters," She informs me cheerily " Oh my name is Angie by the way," She extends her hand to me and I shake it.
"Don't worry, I'll try to be good company, so what do you want to do?" She asks.
