The luna cursed. “He f*****g fought with the king?”
The last thing I heard was a soft chuckle. “The king came to my mating ceremony.” Shannon was as stupid as ever.
We got into the omega wing, and the other omega, Leanne, pushed me to shower in her room. She pushed me into her washroom and told me to strip. “They will be pissed if they smell champagne on you.” I took off my mask, and her mouth dropped open. “I knew it.” She whispered as she tossed me a towel. “Well, hurry!” Her eyes danced down my neck. “Your mate seems to be in a pickle, Alpha Amy.” I stripped and showered as fast as I could. I got dressed as Leanne managed to throw my curling hair into a messy braid. “That will have to do.” She looked at my face. “I want to ask you how you have made it this far without someone noticing
