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Author: Night Walker
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-15 22:51:23

OLIVIA

The next morning, the small room felt almost safe. Madison had stayed with me through the night, dozing in the chair by the bed. She had the pack healer bring ointment for my snake bites and a bitter tea for the fever. The tea helped a little. The fog in my head was fading, but the pain was still a constant, heavy blanket over everything.

I was propped up on the pillows, trying to sip more water, when the door to the room flew open without a knock.

Lupiter stood in the doorway, a vision of perfect cruetly. She wore a flowing pink dress and her hair was beautifully styled. Behind her trailed three girls—the omega maids, the lowest-ranked members of the pack who did all the worst work. They kept their eyes on the floor, their hands clasped nervously.

“Good morning, sister,” Lupiter chirped. “I thought I should come check on you. See how our… guest… is caring for you.” She swept into the room as if she owned it, which in her mind, she did.

Madison, who had been reading by the win
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Alex Styles
we need more chapters please
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LizH
cant wait for the festival for killians return
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Kpat
Such a long wait for barely any change. Come on author.
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