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I wake up with a horrible headache, groaning as I open my eyes, expecting the morning light to blind me. But around me, there is darkness. I try to move, but I can't. It takes me a moment to realize my hands are tied. Motherfucker! What is it now? I fell unconscious and I woke up in a strange place this month more than in my entire life. Am I a character in a bad movie? Who faints this often in real life? This has become ridiculous. I want to speak with the writer! "Are you finally awake?" My Beta asks and I feel the need to answer with a cursing show, but that's not how a lady should talk, not even pretending that she's a man. My luck is that I'm no lady, I'm a f*****g pissed Alpha. "Suck my d**k, Tom!" I answer and he laughs. "But you don't have one, Luna!" He answers and I feel like