THE GAMMA'S DAUGHTER
Veloria, our housekeeper, called from upstairs.
"Yes, Ms. Veloria?" I replied, stepping toward the staircase.
"This came in the mail for you," she said, holding out a blue envelope sealed with the Crescent Moon crest.
I recognized it immediately—the official invitation to the Alpha’s birthday banquet. In my past life, I had been thrilled to receive this. But this time, the sentiment was different.
"Thank you, Ms. Veloria," I said, taking the envelope.
Inside was an elegant white invitation card bearing the Alpha’s seal and signature. Attached to it was a note:
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