He had been told that Luna Lyra poured hot chemicals on her body, but staring at her as she laid on the tiny mattress on the floor, he saw no blisters on her body.
Apart from wounds from the beatings she had received, and her plain brown servant dress that was torn, there was nothing else to show that she had been manhandled by Lyra the way the guards had reported to him.
He stared at her. Unable to piece it together. What was wrong? What was happening?
It was like what he had seen on the night of the ceremony he held days ago. Thinking about it, his mind drifted off to that night. To when he had seen Alpha Lucien pouring his wine on the floor and Danika slipping and falling because of it, fast forward to when he had poured more wine on her. He knew omegas, the lowest in pack hierarchies were abused and mistreated in every pack, he just didn't expect that Danika would too. Singled out to be exact because none of the other omega servants serving received such humiliation.
