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“Very funny, but I’m not sleeping on the floor.” I picked up the nket and pillows and marched over to the

bunksb. /b

I expected the maid tough and admit that she was messing with me, being the new employee and allb, /bbut instead she leapt off the top bunk and blocked me.

“My roomb, /bmy rules. Either you find another room to stay inb, /bor you get used to sleeping with the rats.”

I lifted a brow at that. “You’re joking, right? Do you even know who I am? I’m the-”

Before I could finish saying those words-“I’m the Luna“-I snapped my mouth shut so hard it made my teeth ck. Dammit; I’d forgotten again that I was no longer in my old body. And since I’d only just gotten the job that might be the one thing to allow me to see my son ever again, I didn’t want a repeat of what had happened with the Betai. /i

“You’re who?” The maid tilted her head, cold eyes shing with malicious glee. “You think you’re thedy of the house now that the Luna is gone and you just happen to be somewhat attractive? No. You’re a nobody. No matter what you think, the Alpha won’t fuck you. So get. On. The. Floor.”

Goddess, how I wanted to p this girl across the face. If only she knew who I really was.

I studied her briefly, vaguely recalling a few incidents with a servant who kept stealing other people’s food from the fridge. Some of the other staff hade to me on a couple of asions to makeints about this very maid.

At the time, I didn’t pay it much mind. There was plenty of food to go around, and I told them to find something else to eat or work it out amongst themselves. Besides, I had other things to worry about, like pleasing a man who didn’t want me.

What a fucking fool I was. So caught up in my own problems that I didn’t handle household issues the way I should have. Part of a Luna’s duty was to manage the household, and I had done… what?

Mope around and wish that Alexander would notice me?

Wellb, /bno more of that. I may not have been the Luna anymore, but I could still do something about problematic staffb. /b

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For now, I smiled sweetly and turned away from the maid. “Have it your way,” bI /bsaid, walking back over to the corner andying down on my makeshift “bed.”

The maid’s sneer was practically audible behind me.

The following morning, I woke bright and early–not that I got much sleep at all on the floor. I quickly dressed

in the gray uniform I’d been given, then pulled my hair back into a neat bun and hurried upstairs to check on

Lucien.

“Hey there, little one,” I whispered as I quietly approached his crib. He was awake already and fussing, but

calmed down when I gently removed the oxygen tubes and cradled him in my arms. There was a tube of

ointment on the nightstand, and I smeared some on the parts of his face where the tubes had irritated the skin.

“There. That feels better already, doesn’t it?”

Lucien cooed in response and shed me a toothless smile. The sight made my vision blur with tears, and for a

moment, I just held him close and inhaled his sweet scent.

After changing Lucien, I made my way downstairs. The kitchen was already bustling when I entered, staff rushing around to prepare breakfast. I nearly mmed headfirst into the cook as I walked over to the fridge.

“Hey! Watch it, newbie,” the cook growled.

“Sorry,” I muttered, face reddening. As Luna, I could walk through this kitchen whenever I wanted and everyone would move out of my way–not the other way around. This was going to take some getting used to.

Taking care to avoid tripping anyone up after that, I prepared Lucien’s milk with Lilith’s help. She exined that he needed special medicine in his milk and showed me how to dose it out, then warm the mixture to the fn4eee Get full chapters from FιndNovel/fn4eee

right temperature.

“He’d be healthier if I breastfed him,” I whispered as we sat in the corner, watching Lucien suckle at the bottle. It felt unfair–having that precious ability to feed my child taken from me. If bI /bthought about it too long, I

might cry.

Lilith gave me a sympathetic look. “If it’s any constion, you’ve been spared from months of chapped nipples and teething.”

“Still. I should be able to feed my son from my own breast. A mother’s milk is healthiest for a newborn baby,

especially a premature one.”

“Well, this is the lot we’ve been given in life. Be grateful that you get to hold him at all.”

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