Chapter 9. Undress

Althea turned to Melva, and without meaning to, she read her thoughts while staring into her eyes.

‘Will he be intimate with Althea tonight? What if her body can’t handle it? I should prepare her, but… oh, goodness… how can an unmarried woman like me - someone who’s never even been with a man - explain that to her?’

Althea closed her eyes and raised a hand to her temple, her breath faltering. A dull ache spread across her skull. Her energy was still too low and tapping into people’s minds now… it drained her faster than she expected.

“My Lady?” Melva’s voice cut through the haze, gentle but filled with worry. “Are you alright?”

Althea nodded slowly. “Yes. Just… a little tired.”

Melva quickly moved to support her by the arm. “You haven’t even eaten properly today. Come, let’s get you something warm before…” She hesitated, glancing toward the direction of the Alpha King’s tent.

Althea knew what she meant. Before Gavriel called for her ag