#Chapter 7: The Daughter

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The housekeeper—Gloria’s demeanor instantly changed in response to Elijah. “Alpha Elijah, I am so sorry, I just assumed—” “Your assumptions were incorrect, Gloria. Thank you for your time employed here, but offending the alpha’s mate is an offense that can’t be rectified. You’re fired.” Elijah’s harsh gaze pierced through her. That sent her over the edge, and she began sobbing. “Bu, bu, but—” “Leave.” He ordered. The woman scuttled away, but not without first sending a sour glare my way. “Come on, let’s go see your actual room,” Thea said, pulling me away from the servant quarters. “It’s right next to mine, and Daddy’s is across the hall.” She smiled brightly. Thea tugged on my arm, practically skipping as she pulled me down the hallway toward my new room. Her childish exuberan

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