FREYA.The cold splash of liquid on my skin jolted me up from sleep, pushing me to wake up immediately. My eyes were met with the head maiden's furious glare. Tightening her fists to the empty bucket, she yelled at me. “What the hell are you doing lazing around? Get the hell up, you lowly maid!”Immediately, I stood up; my wet body shivered coldly. Forcing myself, I got up, hugging my body with my hands. Sometimes, I wondered why I had not become immune to the maltreatment by now. It was a regular thing for me, just because I was an orphan. Years ago, the Alpha had been kind enough to take me in since my parents had died. However, them taking me in didn’t mean I got to be treated special; in fact, I was treated way worse than the maids here. I was a slave.I grudgingly stood up with my wet clothes as I got out of bed to look for a dried cloth, but all were the ripped dried ones. My clothes were torn. No matter how hard I worked in the park house, I wasn’t given an allowance to take ca
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