Maya's POVSarah's meetings with the maids were becoming even more and more frequent.From whispering to her maid, Sarah extended their visits to inside her chambers.Her maid always came out hours after, a scarf wrapped around her face, a long dress, sneaking back out the door.I watched Sarah many times.On different occasions.On different days. It was the same routine over and over again.The more she and her maid met, the more curious I got.I had to see for myself what was going on in there.On the next meeting, the day after the Alpha had ‘upped’ the guards around the packhouse, ordering everyone to stay inside for the first twelve hours curfew, I caught sight of her mate again.In the darkness of the night, leaves rustling with the cold evening breeze, I saw her again.Dressed in the usual checkers uniform of maids, she hurried down the hall, lightly jogging on her feet with a black bag and the same scarf dangling down her neck.‘Follow her.’ Melissa commanded. I obeyed.I was
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