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he said, turning to leave. "Annie will be here shortl

in in the darkness. My heart felt heavy, but there was no turning back

like she was in her fifties, with gray streaks in her dark hair and a kind but tired face. She gestur

ungeon, she spoke. "I'm Annie," she said, her voi

ure if I should trust her, bu

d out into the open air. The cool breeze hit my face, and I took a

e, but I could feel their judgment. My gaze shifted to the massive mansion ahead of us. It was grand, with

floors were polished wood, and chandeliers hung from the ceilings, casting a warm

t, motioning for me to step inside. "This i

heets. There was a small desk by the window and a wardrobe in the corner. The walls were painted a sof

ou," I whispered, my voice barely audible. Why did the moon goddess have to giv

, I gathered the courage to ask, "Can you tell me wh

expressionless. "You're in Sha

belief. "Shadowclaw?" I repeated,

as infamous for being the most ruthless pack, ruled by an Alpha who was feared across all the lands-A

arked me and locked me in the dungeon, was none other than Alpha Ro

pha Ronan's personal maid," she informed me briskly. "You

y, my throat too

. "Here," she said. "This is

ealing-a short black dress with a white apron. It wasn't something

ss on, I looked down and felt my cheeks burn. It was far too short, barely reaching mid-thigh. Th

attempt to cover myself. Annie glanced at me briefly, her expres

e to answer. My cheeks burned with embarrassment

nd walls decorated with paintings and portraits of people I didn't recognize. I couldn't stop f

a large wooden door. Annie knocked on it lightly, and