Chapter 16

The wide outdoor patio was awash with clean breeze and vibrant greenery. The skies were clear, the weather mild. At a secluded corner, a pianist played the piano, producing soft, relaxing tunes. 

My court were all on their feet, waiting. As I strode down the concrete, some turned and looked at me expectantly, some puzzlingly, while others, with thinly concealed malice. 

Taking my seat at the head of the table, Nayla came to stand beside me. An action every Noble's personal omega immediately mirrored, taking their positions beside their mistresses; I couldn't help noting they were all older than Nayla.

"Good morning," I began, then waited for the file of omegas that had just entered to finish setting the table. A cup of steaming hot tea before me, I continued, introducing myself, "Hello, everyone, I'm Hilda Miller from the Stillmoon pack."

A tall, blonde-haired Noble with a dainty air about her looked me up from over the rim of her cup, her eyes