#Chapter 29: Knights and Fairy Godmothers

Maeve POV I was not sure what—or who—to expect when my mysterious knight in shining armor burst through the bathroom door. My first instinct was that it might have been Xaden, having somehow found out about my sudden dilemma through our deep, mystical bond, and that he would swoop in to save the day like all those heroes I’d read about in fairytales… but even I had to admit how outlandish the idea was, however romantic it might have been in my mind. Or perhaps his Prime Beta had arrived on Xaden’s behalf and would rush me to his side, ever the reliable right-hand man. Instead, however, a young woman entered the bathroom. Judging by the immaculate white brilliance of the tea-length dress with delicate patterns and short, lace bell sleeves, and an elegantly styled updo that enhanced her youthful beauty, she was no omega servant. She came from wealth. “Is your name Maeve…?” she repeated, still struggling to catch her breath. “Please tell me it is…” I regarded her warily, unsure if s