The Maid Who Stole My Alpha
George Wattsthe alpha who watched in silencethe alpha of the shadow pack and his mute lunarejected by the alpha, claimed by the lycan kingthe pregnant luna rejected her alpha
“Tonight, they will remember the maid.”
The doors shook once as Northridge warriors struck from outside, but the blood oath held the servants in place like living locks.
No Alpha could break these doors quickly without killing the same servants he claimed to protect.
That was the beauty of using helpless people.
Heroes always hesitated.
Queens always bleed.
The maids survived because nobody looked at the knife beneath the tray until the meal was already served.
Boris groaned near my feet, and I looked down at him with the kind of smile that had once fooled Bardolph.
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