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When Hayley woke up and it was well past five, her hair was a tangled mess, and half her body was hanging off her bed. She groaned before rolling out of the bed, to drag herself to the bathroom, feeling lightheaded as she went.

It felt like the best sleep she ever had in a while.

After getting all cleaned up, Hayley went downstairs for food, which the maid, Amy, was just about finishing up with.

"Good evening, young lady. The Alpha wanted you to know that we finally got lactose free milk for." The maid told her.

"Thanks, that was thoughtful of him."

"Now eat up. I made liver and beans." The older woman said.

Hayley almost gagged at the sound at that. “Really?"

When Amy lifted the cover off the pot, the smell hit her, causing her to dry heave.

"No, I think I'll go to the diner. Today, have a little breakfast for dinner,'' Hayley told her, then hurried upstairs for her bag, before rushing downstairs again and out the fron