Elara's POVI learned to be invisible when I was seven years old, the day Mistress Cora beat me so badly I couldn't walk for three days because I made the mistake of looking her daughter in the eye. My mother held me while I cried and whispered the most important lesson of my life. Invisible girls don't get hurt, invisible girls survive. Now at twenty, I've perfected the art of being nothing, keeping my eyes down when wolves pass, making myself small in corners and doorways, never speaking unless spoken to. My brown hair hangs in my face to hide my features, and my gray shapeless clothes help me blend into shadows and walls where I belong.Most days the wolves in the palace don't even notice me, just another human slave among hundreds who cook and clean and serve. We're less than the lowest ranked wolf in the pack, nothing but property and tools and things that don't matter. But being invisible means staying alive, and as long as I'm alive I can dream about something more, even if th
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