Claiming the Last Alpha She-Wolf

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Chapter 8

~Author’s POV~

Seraphina’s Quarters

"Fiona!" Seraphina snapped as soon as the door slammed behind Mira. "Clean up this place. I’m surrounded by idiots and spilt perfume."

Fiona appeared instantly from the side hallway, nodding quickly. "Yes, Lady Sera."

But before Fiona could even start, another maid rushed in, her eyes wide, head bowed so low her chin nearly hit her chest. "Lady Sera."

Seraphina turned, her patience already paper-thin. "If it’s not good news, Carla, get out."

"I’m afraid..." The girl hesitated, glancing toward Fiona. "It’s about the Alphas."

Seraphina straightened. "Enter," she commanded sharply. She glanced in the direction Carla’s eyes had been. "Fiona, leave." Immediately, Fiona stood up from the mess on the floor and excused herself. "Speak."

The maid took a cautious step forward. "The new woman. She—she made demands of the Alphas, my lady and they all agreed."

Seraphina blinked. Once. Twice. "What kind of demands?"