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Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 1513    |    Released on: 16/11/2023

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to be my maid. Not that I really needed a maid,min

e eyes danced with good humor, and she just seemed like the kind of person that was genuinely happy right down to the core of her be

like in the pa

a lot of fun too. We can't wait for your marriage celebration. I hear the Luna is planning a big party, and the whole pack will be invited. I love par

t Daddy didn't exactly go out of his way to make them feel like they were valued members of our family. They were definitely looked down upon, and that had never really sat well with me. Not every

about Wyatt. Wh

ck on, but it wasn't quite as real as it had been before. "Oh he's ver

t, but what is he LIKE? Wh

don't want your impressions of him to be influenced by my opinions. I need to go see about preparing th

irteenth birthday. All the things that Annie HADN'T said spoke more loudly than the words she

y just." But she didn't say anything. I suppose it was commendable th

him anything,except handsome. But it wouldn't matter if he was

tly over dressed. I brushed out my hair and left it loose,as the long chocolate colored waves were maybe one of my best assets.l even tried to pu

ce elevator in the house. The way how it was all decked out with modern appliances, it seemed like it must have a lift hidden

t is for me to navigate a set of stairs.

eat. If I try to march down the steps like a normal person, alter

hat no one is watching me. Luckily I seem to be the only guest on the third floor at the moment, and I

ng up as she saw me,"Ah there you are mistress! Luna had just sent me to go

as crammed full. I swallowed nervously and did my best to straighten my spine and walk normally. From every table, heads turned and looked at me, and

the shoulder and went back to the kitchen, while I made my way to the Luna. I reminded myself that from now on, this was my family, and

g opposite the Alpha, and next to the black

ok. Somehow I imagined it was the look a spectator would give a condemned prisoner. His wife Moira gave me a smal

salads, plates of meat and cheese lasagna,and carving boards of hot sourdough bread where arranged at each table. T

iths, she is the manager of our kitchen, an absolute geniuIs with f

tress.Welcome. If you'll excuse me,th

re were eating and enjoying casual conversations...when the door su

strange and dizzy sensation over take me. I held my head at the temples and

n his finely carved jawline. He was all muscle. But his eyes... oh his eyes... even from across the room I could see the unique blue-grey color of his irises, and they

logne? He didn't look like the kind of man who would douse himself in cologne, but he smelled really, really good. Like

inhale that sweet, sexy smell. His mouth pressed into a flat,hard line...which totall

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