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Aluma on the other hand was trying her best not to react, not to talk or fight back but the wolf in her was proving stubborn as she let out a snide comment.

And I guess I didn’t get the memo, about you. Who am I supposed to bow down to? I see nothing but trash in front of me. Aluma said wiping her blood as Izzy'* eyes popped open.

What in the world was Aluma doing? Was she trying to get herself killed that badly. She had expected Aluma to be meek and humble like a slave, when she realized it again. Aluma was no slave, it wasn’t in her blood.

How dare you? Ambrosia said pulling at Aluma’s hair as she slapped her hard, harder than the one she gave Izzy as Aluma fell on the bucket and the water spilled away, running down the fleet of stairs below them. She was laying on her back as she could feel her back wet. The water was seeping through the thin fabric and it was making her have small goosebumps.

Do you know who I am? Do you know my name? Ambrosia screamed as she dragged Aluma by her