Evangeline Snow was not nearly as unconcerned as her parents.The moment I pushed the cart into her quarters, her gaze landed on me, sharp and unyielding. I lowered my head, shrank in on myself as I had in the Gathering Hall, but it returned the opposite result. Where the pack nobility ignored my huddled form, Evangeline's gaze narrowed, piercing as ever."You'll get a curve in your spine," she hissed, rising with the fluid grace of a hawk, circling its prey from high above. "Straighten up, slave."I obeyed instinctively, back cracking straight as an arrow as I pushed further into her space."Better, but still... pathetic. Your name, it's Aurelia, yes?" Her painted lips twisted with a scowl, as if the taste of my name was an insult to her refined palette."Yes, young miss," I replied, nodding my head as I finally came to a stop beside her drawing table. I slowly, carefully unloaded the cart of her meal, presenting it in her preferred fashion. At least, I hoped it was still her preferr
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