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That went too far
Isabella POV I walked towards the packhouse, mentally preparing for what I was going to say to Alpha Drake. My plan was to apologize sincerely for my behavior and tell him that I won’t be his slave, but I could be a real assistant. I would be willing to help with meaningful tasks instead, like taking care of some of the boring pack business documents that he has staked on his desk. I knew for a fact that he had days worth of work piled up on there. I would be willing to do that as a compromise. If he refuses my compromise, then I’ll take the dungeon punishment instead. I let out a sigh as I reached his bedroom door. I was about to knock when I remembered, wait, this is my bedroom now. I’m not knocking. I opened the door, and my eyes went wide in shock. Jill sat at the edge of the bed
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