Chapter 132: Six ways to Sunday

Aniston's POV

Petra, the omega who served as Anisa's servant plus playmate entered the room and she simply stared.

What was it with girls and staring?!

After a few seconds of not saying anything, she lowered her head in my presence, I guess she remembered I was the Alpha's daughter after all, no matter how dead Alaric wanted me to be.

"Miss" she murmured

"Petra, any report about my sister I should know about?" I asked her.

I was barely containing the anger that was coursing through my body. I couldn't believe that Anisa could say something so vile to me. She wanted me dead and she didn't hide the fact.

My twin sister wanted me dead.

"You are not saying anything, Petra"

"It's…it's not my story to tell. You should talk to Anisa"

"Well, it doesn't look like she wants to talk to me since she just stormed out of here. So, fill me in and that's an order"

Petra stood upright like she was suddenly back to her senses and she stared at me with these cold eyes that told me she was just as mad