Chapter 11 The Stranger in the Library

Skylar’s POV

The morning began like every other—cold water on my face, cold voices in my ear.

“Faster, girl,” one maid barked. “The Alpha doesn’t like delays.”

I’d barely slept. My eyes burned, but I didn’t dare complain.

When I reached the hallway with my broom, a small group of maids were whisperi...

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