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Chapter 11: The Illusion of Choice

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Someone was shaking my shoulder.

"Miss Lyra. Miss Lyra, please wake up."

The voice pulled me from sleep like a fish being yanked from deep water. I blinked against the morning light streaming through the windows, disoriented, my body still heavy with exhaustion.

A young woman stood beside my bed, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. She couldn't have been more than sixteen, with wide hazel eyes and honey-colored hair pulled back in a practical braid.

"I'm sorry to wake you, Miss, but Alpha Larry said you need to be ready for breakfast by eight, and it's already seven-thirty."

I sat up slowly, the silk nightgown sliding against the expensive sheets. "Who are you?"

"Oh!" She dipped into a quick curtsy. "I'm Emma. Emma Collins. I've been assigned as your personal maid."

"My what?"

"Your maid, Miss. To help you dress and... and whatever else you need." Her cheeks flushed pink. "I know it's strange, but the Alpha insisted. He said a Luna needs proper attendance."

I stared at her, t
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  • He Hated Me First   Chapter 11: The Illusion of Choice

    Someone was shaking my shoulder."Miss Lyra. Miss Lyra, please wake up."The voice pulled me from sleep like a fish being yanked from deep water. I blinked against the morning light streaming through the windows, disoriented, my body still heavy with exhaustion.A young woman stood beside my bed, her hands clasped nervously in front of her. She couldn't have been more than sixteen, with wide hazel eyes and honey-colored hair pulled back in a practical braid."I'm sorry to wake you, Miss, but Alpha Larry said you need to be ready for breakfast by eight, and it's already seven-thirty."I sat up slowly, the silk nightgown sliding against the expensive sheets. "Who are you?""Oh!" She dipped into a quick curtsy. "I'm Emma. Emma Collins. I've been assigned as your personal maid.""My what?""Your maid, Miss. To help you dress and... and whatever else you need." Her cheeks flushed pink. "I know it's strange, but the Alpha insisted. He said a Luna needs proper attendance."I stared at her, t

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