chapter twelve

Pov eleanor

I was still lost in my thoughts when the door swung open abruptly and a stout woman entered the room, her voice echoing with authority, catching everyone's attention.

"The Alpha King wishes to see all his women before the ball begins. Eleanor, I want you ready in twenty minutes!" she declared, jotting something down on a clipboard with a brisk gesture.

Emaline nodded quickly, while Eloise finished styling my hair. The tension in the air was palpable, and from the furious glare that woman shot our way, I deduced she was the head governess, a figure of hierarchical authority above Emaline. A cell phone was always in her hands, and she seemed to be in constant communication with someone, whom I assumed could be the beta of the pack.

"Let's go, Eloise, help me put Eleanor in her dress!" Emaline said, hurriedly.

The dress was stunning, filled with sky-blue pearls that enhanced my light eyes and red hair. Eloise carefully placed a necklace of blue sapphires with diamonds around