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Maera couldn’t believe that her life had changed so drastically ever since Dastan had taken her in as his ‘s*x-slave’. And it was only three days since Dastan had picked her up in front of everyone. As a result, she was no longer an official slave although she still chose to participate in the chores to keep her busy during the day. The gossips that she was sleeping with the Alpha had spread fast, and everybody either actively avoided her or spared her hostile glances now. It was really bad when she was the Jeremy Henderson’s daughter, but now everything seemed to have worsen. She was the fallen disgraced woman. It wasn’t like she gave a damn about them; they could choke on their opinions of her. She was already the enemy’s daughter and there was nothing she could do to improve her sta