I woke the next morning feeling hungrier than usual. When I opened my eyes, it took a moment for me to remember where I was. I turned over to find that Erich was not in the bed, nor was he in the room. I took a moment to smile as I thought of the night before.
My dress was in tatters on the floor, but the chamise was still intact. Subconsciously, I cradled my stomach before getting out of bed to put it on and then went to the water closet to relieve myself.
Feeling a need for a shower afterwards, I walked towards the bathroom. Going through the dressing room first, I was surprised to find Nyla already at the closet picking out an outfit for me to wear.
“Good morning, Nyla,” I greeted her.
“Good morning, Ms. Sasha,” she replied cheerfully as she extracted a pair of pants and a silk shirt. “The Alpha said you will be visiting the Hamstead prisoners today. These are comfortable and sturdy. It won’t matter if they get a little dirty on the ride out to and walk through the farm.”