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Seline I slept in the garden, undisturbed for a few hours before Iridessa appeared in the doorway, calling me inside for dinner. It wasn't steak this time, but fruit and beef. “Here you go, sweetheart,” she beamed, pouring a bottle of fancy Fiji water into my bowl and sliding it across the floor, over to me. For an ordinary werewolf, Fiji water was a painful luxury that couldn't be afforded in a hundred lifetimes. But for me, the vampire king's pet and beloved, I could have it daily like it was nothing. Ferrara would ensure I had the best in everything. By six in the evening, the three girls returned to take me back to my room, using digestive cookies. I played along, allowing them to lock me in my room. I figured I'd be better off making their jobs easier. They were patient keepers. Ve