The Alpha King's Maid is the Moon of Vengeance

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of my bare feet, and climbing my spine one vertebra at a time. I fought the urge to s

bric that did nothing to ward off the cold of the enormous, empty room. Beatrice Foster, the head housek

reen eyes stared back. Her brown hair, long and curled, was the only spot of warmth in the im

Anitra Bennett. A nob

ed to ashes by a betrayal. Holland Berger, a scheming Alpha, my former fiancé, had orchestrated the massacre to ingratiate himself with the powerful Sinclair bloodline. My family h

ning reminder. I squeezed my hands into fists, the nails digging

own hard on my lower lip. I had to survive. I had to fin

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expensive silk sheets feeling as cold as everything else in this gilded cage. I pulled the heavy duvet up

heavy oak door

. It wasn't just a person; it was a force of nature. An invisible wa

ean, sharp smell of a winter forest, and something else un

tood there, letting the darkness of the hallway bleed into the room. The only light came from the sliver of

near-total blackness. He was a shadow withi

ing. I heard the faint rustle of

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he high ceilings, each step a calculated measure of his domain. He walked to the window, his m

ached. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. I could feel hi

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n or a complaint. It was a statement of fact, delivered with the weigh

htly. I hated the tremor, hated the fear he so easily commanded

get out of bed,

through the darkness. The sound was closer now. He was turni

tone as his first statement. It was a simple assessmen

istance between us. The shadow that was him grew until it completely enveloped

wn. I could feel the intensity of his unseen gaze

hes. You still haven't got

l pretense, laying bare the brutal reality of my position here. I wa

tra, it all threatened to crack and fall away. A hot, stinging sensatio

he dark, his patience a tangible,

nd that once held a training sword, I reach

ove me. A huff of air that might have been a laugh, or