N LEST
ck, relief, or regret was no longer my concern. I pulled
low light. The lingering pain from my soul being torn stil
d headed toward the servant's wing. There, I would find my true "dowry"-the people wh
s the loyal Taryn Hayes. The oth
to my water, leading to Grant's loss of control and my forced marking. She thought
s smaller than the rooms in the main house, but it was more
da was sitting at the table, anxiously wringin
alse concern. "My lady! You're back! Did the Alpha... did he ma
hing, and walked straight to the w
me, probing, "My lady, did everything go smo
mitted it. How
winter lake. "You mean this?" I pulled a small
n my sleeve while I was confronting Grant in his bedroom. In my past life, i
deathly pale. She r
.." she stammered,
her and called ou
saw my torn nightgown and pale face, her eyes fi
ring look, then pointed at the
my orders. She quickly found a rope and, amidst Brenda'
your maid! You can't blame me for you
abbed her chin, forcing her to look at me.
g her into the bed of a man who despises her wou
eyes. She never expected me
e Grant, an Omega who throws herself at hi
iping my fingers with a handkerchief
e Lester family. Not a single piece of jewelry, not
mediately began to work,
ef. "Packing? My lady, where a
with each other anymore," I
ut at the dark night. "A servant wh
will sell you to the lowest brothel in the city. I imagine the m
scream, her face ashen. This was
eling no pity. There is
plan formed in my mind. "Taryn, bring ou
a locked chest. This, this was my most powerful
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