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A man in the field
Chapter 8 A Man in the Field NIA’S POV “How is it that she is allowed in our midst?" One of my roommates, Penelope, questioned. She and the other one, Emily, had been at it all evening when we returned to the room after a long day's work. They no doubt felt bored and saw me as a means of entertainment. They were insulting me and calling me names for being a half-breed. I thought my birth pack was the only one with an extreme hatred for half-breeds. I didn't realize I walked into a dead end all by myself. I don't know how to respond to them, not because I am scared to give them a deserving response. It's more because I am exhausted from doing chores beyond me. I use half of my day doing chores that would burn me out with the hope that the Alpha is taking note of how much work I am put
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