Clara’s POV“Excellent.” The word slips past Alpha Damien’s lips smooth as silk, and he smiles as he looks me up and down. “But tell me, Anna. Why the sudden change of heart?” I hesitate. Obviously I can’t tell him I want whatever position makes it easiest for me to drain his heartblood. “Since becoming a maid, I’ve–um–I’ve found… great solace in my work,” I say awkwardly. “And I truly value the friendships I’ve made in this role. Besides, what better work is there than serving my Alpha? Truly, there’s no better vocation out there.” I stare at the ground, unable to look him in the eye as I speak. I can feel Damien’s gaze heavy on me, though, always seeking, always scouring. What does he want from me? “I’m glad to hear it, Anna,” Damien says. He stands up, then, and crosses over to the other side of the desk. Before I can quite process what’s happening he’s right in front of me, that intense stare still boring into me. Damien reaches out slowly, tentatively, deliberately, almos
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