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Luna's POV Am I doomed? That is the question that is ringing most in my head as I keep standing at the spot at the entrance of the kitchen, gazing at the tall, magnificent, huge, brooding body of Alpha Kael, silently slicing the meat by the basin, still whistling calmly to himself. It seems like he hasn't noticed my presence because he hasn't even turned around to figure out who is standing there. Is it that he didn't hear when the door became open or what? The next thing I hear is that he is chuckling endlessly with his focus and attention still on the meat he is slicing on the bison. Then he speaks. "It seems like you don't hear instructions and abide by it, needless of whoever is speaking to you." His voice comes out deep, reverberating around the entire kitchen and vibrating my s