The alpha’s Slave
Infinitythrough my windowares from through my windowlooking through my window book
Though truth be told, I did little more than wait my turn, yet my body has already decided that it's done enough for the day.
Tossing some crispier bits of bacon and an omelette onto my plate, I make my way towards a dining table. There are three set up in the room, which sits just off of the kitchen. I plant myself at the emptiest one and feel myself tense up a little, feeling every pair of eyes at the table on me. The ones who were animatedly talking become silent as I settle down. I cringe inwardly and avoid looking at any of them.
“It’s Lisandra- the slave; the bait,” I can hear a taunting voice, purposely just loud enough for me to hear.
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