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CHAPTER SIXTEEN: FUCK IT
Feeling hungry and tired of looking like the bored miserable girl waiting in the dark and hiding in the shadows, I made my way to the table from earlier that Alpha Alexander had shown to me. The one with the half moon cakes.
My stomach flipped happily at the thought of consuming those beauties. With a new intent and purpose in my life, I made my way to the food stand, browsing for the half moon cakes and finding them.
My heart jumped with glee as I stuffed one into my mouth and fought the urge to moan out loud at the sweet creamy taste that exploded on my tongue.
Divine.
I eyed them greedily, wondering if I had room in the pockets of spaces between my dress to hide some for myself and maybe for June if she would decide to take it. It seemed like a hideous crime to never taste this at least once in a life time. I was still contemplating when a grating laugh scraped against my spine.
I stood upright, my spine straightening at the poisonous sound and
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