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AALIYAH

There's silence as a maid dishes out our dinner. The only noise heard is that of the spoon clinking the dish. As necessary, she's in her uniform, her hair near bound in a not-so-archaic cap, and for Hudson, extra demand is an apron that's now neatly strapped to her body.

Around the long dinner table, the three alphas and I are seated. Hunter facing Hudson and that leaves Hector and I sitting directly opposite, but I don't meet his gaze.

It’s been a tradition since I got marked as their Luna and the pack’s lady. We all sit around the table to eat, with all smiles, spreading love and lust and joy. Sometimes we try to do it daily, but when either of us is sick or out of town, we may decide to eat separately or together, regardless of the other’s absence. But in the case of us all being present, we must eat together as a happy unit.

Only today I feel different, I don't want to be in the likes of them, sniff their smell, look in their faces, and hear their voices as they rant