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Hate how you look at her.

Aimee’s P.O.V

“The Luna wants you to bring her tea,” Ella said to me, passing me an apologetic smile over the huge industrial stove. “I could go if you don’t—”

I cut her off whilst shaking my head. “I got it. It’s just tea.” I left the stove and walked over to the other huge slab where the pots, kettles, and pans were stored. As I measured a quantity of water in the kettle, I fought to kill the stupid smile that refused to leave my face since my heat abated yesterday and I returned to the beta’s tower. I now knew everything about Logan and I planned to stand by my vow to assist him in any way I could, even if it meant serving Nancy as a maid. At least it made Kira less of a bitch since we were soon pulling Nancy out of the picture.

“You know you still haven’t told me what happened between you and the alpha for the days you spent in his room,” Ella chirped next to me and, jolting me from my thought as I wondered how she’d walked across the kitchen to meet me without my notice.

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