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If in the story there isn't a POV at the beginning it is automatically in Grace's POV
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"Grace, wake up"

I groaned "Celeste what the hell!"
I was prepared to tell her off for waking me, when all of last
night's incident came flooding back.

I flew up from the bed I was on. Gritting my teeth when pain shot down my back. I know it was healing but not fast enough since I haven't been eating well.

I looked around the room, for the first time noticing a man sitting in a chair.

"Good you're up." he said "The Alpha will be here to see you in a moment" he got up and walked to the door.

"Wait! Where's the baby?" I asked at first he seemed surprised at my question but then he responded

"She's safe."

I sighed. At least my task was completed. I could die happy.

Right?

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Not long after the man left, another came in. He seemed to command the room, he exudes power and authority, so much that even Celeste was in awe.

Trust me Celeste is hard to please.

He had jet black hair that was brushing his forehead, eyes so blue it was almost black. He was muscled but not in a gross way, basically he was an Adonis. A God.

"You need to get cleaned up." He said finally after, no doubt planning how to kill me but...Shower?

"Uh mm what?" I asked.
If he was going to kill me might as well do it now... right.

"Take a shower,I'll find you something to wear." He repeated frowning, probably thinking I was stupid.

I didn't question him or try to fight, I'm tired of hiding and running and fighting and being almost extinct.

I'm tired of it.

So I just nodded.

I went to the door he led me to and went inside not even bothering to close the door.

Just get it over with.

I stripped and got in the shower not bothering to pull the curtain, if I'll die might as well die clean. I scrubbed the grime from my hair and body watching the brown water and blood swirl down the drain.

Being a Rogue means you're always on the run, a bath and good food is a luxury to us.

So no doubt my clothes was barely covering me, my hair was a nest, my face was brown with dirt and I probably smelt like a dump.

How did the child not flee at my presence?

After making sure I was clean I grabbed a towel and walked out into the room.

Just as indigo eyes returned, I stood there frozen while his eyed traveled up my legs to the swell of my breast that was barely covered.

After checking me out he croaked out "here" it came out husky so he cleared his throat. "I'll wait outside."

I nodded.

He left.

I breathe a sigh. What the hell.
Celeste was basically shivering, she's been trying to say something to me but, she can wait until later.

I quickly pulled on the way too big T-shirt and the sweatpants had to be rolled up. It smelled of aftershave,musk and pure manliness. I'm loving it!!

I took deep breaths of air sniffing it as much as I could...

"Was this how the treated prisoners before they killed them" I thought idly.

Before walking out the door.

To my death.

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A/N
Seee...told you they get longer and more interesting 😂
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