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5 years ago *Althea* Trepidation and excitement courses through me as Millie, my maid, prepares me for bed. Despite my trust in her, I can't bring myself to confess that as soon as our residence grows quiet, I plan to slip out into the night. My plans are a secret, a delicious secret, and the fact that no one else knows adds to the wonder of them. Knightley wants me; I want him. I imagine my mother must have felt the same about her Alpha. What is a bit of misbehavior when the want is so great it becomes a need… one that requires an answering, a satisfaction? Once beneath the covers, I say good night to Millie and snuggle down as though preparing to sleep, while she closes the door behind her. Then I wait. Quiet as a mouse. Holding my breath. Perfectly still. Listening. Until no sounds