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Isabella's pov. I left Damien and Nate to talk and went to the kitchen. I love cooking, so lets make something. Gathering whatever was needed, i started to cook. As i was stirring some vegetables i felt a presence behind me. "So, what did Damien get you?" A voice said behind me. I turned around to face Morgan. I decided to ignore her. "I'm talking to you! Hello!" She tried again. I finally graced her with my attention. Damien said that i was a princess, so i should behave like one. Not to take poop (s**t) from anyone. But now she will not let me do my work unless she is done. "What?" I asked. She raised an eyebrow and scowled. "I'm your Luna, you can't speak to me like that." She said and for a second i was afraid of what she might do, then i remembered, even I'm a Luna. Not of th