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22. That wasn’t the deal

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The night maid ending her shift wakes me by throwing a scratchy brown dress over my face. The rough fabric irritates my skin as I drag it off me. The night maid scowls at me before stalking out of the room.

It's earlier than usual. I cringe as I put on the dress and, not for the first time since Alpha Zared announced our punishment, I wonder if those working in the kitchen are servants or slaves. Thus far I'd been of the opinion that Golden Claw took better care of their wolves than Red Star. Today I’ll learn if that’s true or not.

I feel Aminta restlessly pacing in my head.

“Hell yes. I’m restless. I have to stay calm and not rip their throats out.” She growls at me. “We have to accept being humiliated now. I don’t like it one little bit.”

“Can you tell me more later? I want to know more about my heritage. My father was a dragon but my mother? What was she? Who were my parents? How did they meet? Was I wanted?”

Aminta makes a sound that’s something between a huff, a sigh
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