I was sprawling at the very edge of my bed. My maids had arrived to help me change out of my ruined gown, but I was as exhausted as a wild boar, completely drenched in sweat and the heavy, intoxicating scent of Alpha pheromones.
But okay, let me tell you something strange: my friends, Chloe and Melanie, hadn't stepped foot out of their rooms since the tournaments ended last night. They didn't want to be in the same space as the Alphas at the banquet because they desperately wanted to remain human. So, we turned it into one of our old-school girls' nights. It was just the monkey, Chloe, Melanie, and me.
And of course, we were eating those instant noodles they'd been carrying in their bags throughout the entire journey—the kind that practically condemns you to the bathroom for a week.
