An Alpha Queen's Rogue
I pass the main cabins, the training pit, the water barrels, still no sign of anyone familiar.
“Fuck it,” I mutter. “Guess today’s canceled.”
I turn back toward my cabin, ready to sulk in peace, when a voice calls out.
“Yo! Lightning bug!"
I pause, turning to see a rogue woman leaning against a tree. Tall, muscled, brown-skinned with braided brown hair and sharp brown eyes that scan me like she’s trying to decide whether I’m prey or peer.
“You’re Madeline, right?” she asks, pushing off the tree.
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