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Chapter Nine
Anaya's POV The day went well because I finally had enough time to sleep. It has been a long time since I slept like I had no worries about the world. I opened my eyes to look at the window; it was already very dark outside, which meant it was almost midnight. "I haven't seen Damien all day." I strangely loved the way I called his name, all because I hadn't seen him ever since I was taken to my room. Everywhere was silent too. I wondered what was going on. I rolled out of bed and stood up, wanting to leave the room. The door opened, and a lady around my age came in. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Are you Anaya?" she asked innocently, and I nodded. "Alpha Damien asked me to send this to you immediately when you wake up," she said, and I mouthed an 'oh'. In her hands rested a big tray that had three
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