Amia's POV
I sat in my room, trying so hard not to cry after seeing the scene that was portrayed in front of me.
When my wolf whimpered, I moved my hand to my cheek to wipe away a tear that had rolled down.
"We just have to be patient and bear him an heir," I whispered softly.
When a knock caught my attention, I hesitated but got to my feet and walked to open the door.
I was shocked to see a serpent lady standing there with a tray of food.
"Pardon me, my lady. I came to bring you food because of what you said in the dining hall," she said as my expression softened.
I wanted to ask her a few things, like whether she was permitted to bring me food or if my husband had agreed to her visit. But I knew that asking all of that would only make her uncomfortable; yet, I still couldn't stop myself.
I took the tray from her hands with a smile.
"Thank you very much," I said softly as I moved to the table and set the tray down.
"Are you doing this from your kind heart, or is your master aware of this? Perhaps he sent you to my room?" I asked seriously.
She hesitated to answer for a few moments.
"I believe serving you is part of my duty, my lady. That's why I decided to bring you food," she answered, making me smile widely.
"What is your name, if you don't mind me asking?" I inquired seriously.
"Serai," she replied in a respectful tone.
"Serai, thank you so much for showing such kindness to me, a mere Omega she-wolf," I said, then took a seat.
"You are not just a mere she-wolf, my lady; you are royalty, the queen of this nest. The one who will soon bear the heir to the lord's throne," she answered in a low tone.
"Don't show your sadness to a stranger; she may be pretending to show kindness," I told myself silently.
My life here wasn't going to be easy because I had a hunch I was going to be bred in a painful way over and over again in order to produce an heir.
As I ate, I looked at her seriously a few times, feeling agitated.
"Is something bothering you, my lady?" she asked seriously, raising a brow.
I looked at my food and then shook my head. The human lady had insulted me because of what I was wearing, but what exactly was I to put on in a room that had old men's clothes in the wardrobe?
"My lady, forgive me for saying this, but you seem bothered," she said.
"Is there a way you can bring me cleaning equipment?" I asked as she widened her eyes.
"What?" I said in a low tone.
Did I say something wrong?
"My lady, most of the equipment in this palace is made by magic wielders, and… they are different from what you might think. What I mean to say is that the equipment is hard to use," she answered hesitantly as I froze for a second in place.
"Either way, I can learn what to do to use them," I said seriously.
She was about to say something when she heard a low hiss at the door.
She widened her eyes and then looked at the tray of food that was still full.
"I'm sorry, my lady, but please eat quickly. If news of me giving you food reaches her ladyship Rachel, I will be given a severe punishment," she said.
"Her ladyship Rachel?" I asked as I ate.
"Yes, the mistress of this palace," she answered simply.
I was about to ask if she was the human who had slapped me when I heard a second hiss at the door.
"Forgive me," she said as she quickly grabbed the tray and moved to the doors, opening them with her tail and leaving.
I sat there with a fork in my hand, speechless.
There was no need to overreact because it was obvious how I had a slave position in the palace, yet again in this nest. It was similar to how I lived in the pack, but this time the one looking down on me and mistreating me wasn't my father and his luna.
I put the fork on the table and went to take a bath.
After feeling refreshed, I decided to go and rest on the bed to ease my mind, and soon darkness consumed me.
I was awakened by a loud hiss and the coldness of the room.
When my eyes went to the door, my heart instantly picked up, and my throat went dry.
Standing right there was my mate.
Although the room was very dark, I could see who it was clearly because of my sharp sight, and I knew by instinct.
I quickly moved from the bed and bowed low to show my respect.
I didn't want him to report anything negative to my father. That's why I was going to do everything in my power to act right in order to ensure my sister's safety.
When I looked up, I was stunned and filled with awe as I witnessed him use magic. Beautiful red rays surrounded him when he raised his hands, and instantly, in place of his tail were two human feet.
My gasp was caught in my throat when my eyes went to his naked figure.
Without a word, he walked forward as I felt my throat tighten.
He grabbed my hand and pushed me onto the bed.
The pain and discomfort of the previous night invaded my mind, and I found myself raising my hands in protest.
I didn't want to go through such a terrible experience again, feeling worthless and left unconscious.
A low hiss that sounded like a sigh came from him. When he turned back and began heading for the door, I panicked.
"Please, my lord, you can't leave; we have to produce an heir," I forced the words out.
Him leaving was out of the question!
He turned back and strode toward me.
When he got onto the bed, he grabbed my hand, and without warning, I was flipped onto my stomach.
I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes when I felt him move on top of me. Tears filled my eyes as I grabbed the sheets into fists, instantly closing my eyes.
I was scared yet again, but I couldn't even try to resist.
Despite the beautiful tingles I felt from him, I couldn't help but feel nauseated, and soon my vision began to blur yet again with each rough touch and movement he made. My breathing became labored, and the last thing I saw was darkness consuming my world.