Ava had just settled in that evening, her legs curled under her, about to binge-watch the final season of The Flash on the glorious flat-screen she had acquired during her recent shopping spree.
Zari burst into the room, panting. Ava sat up, heart pounding, already calculating escape routes in case of an emergency.
"The Alpha wants you." Zari took a deep breath, her voice still slightly shrill. "He says to join him in the garden."
Ava blinked. "There's a garden here?"
Zari's expression could only be described as dumbfounded disbelief. "Of course, there's a garden. It's at the far back of the castle."
Ava frowned. "I've never been there."
"This damned place is huge, I don't blame you." Zari rolled her eyes but was already halfway into Ava's closet, searching through the countless gowns, dresses, and scandalously tiny lingerie she had collected. "Come on, hurry! The Alpha doesn't like waiting."
