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I made it to the bridge before I realized I held her shoe in my hand, and I had been moments away from breaking that door and sending her family flying across the room.

Before I could stop it, my wings spread wide, and I took flight.

My dragon wouldn’t let this go. I wouldn’t let this go. I would save Amara from that hellhole if it was the last thing I did.

Chapter Seven

Amara

“Who were you talking to?”

The step-monster lingered in my doorway. She looked stunning in her ball gown, with her hair twisted into an updo. The plunge in her dress put mine to shame, and probably cost more than our mortgage.

“No one,” I said, straightening up against my headboard. My heart was pounding in my chest. I prayed she couldn’t sense any of my fear.

I was shocked to see Dorran standing in my room during the ball that was meant for him. Not as shocked to know that, Stasa put something into my drink.

Well, it wasn’t too shocking, considering.

However, I never realized how insecure she was until that moment.

I’d caught her eyeing me in my doorway when she asked to borrow my mother’s shoes, with her freshly dyed hair and painted-on lips.

Normally I would just let her have them because it was easier but not my mother’s shoes.

Though I sensed that my stepmother was pissed I wouldn’t let her borrow them, we both knew all of my mother’s belongings had been left to me in the will.

They were mine, and I would not let any of them touch her things.

I didn’t care how many times they piled chores on me or spiked my drink.

“I heard voices. Are you sneaking people in here?” She widened the door. “Are you sneaking boys in here? I’m sure you know how babies are made, Amara, and I won’t help you if you become pregnant.”

I swallowed the urge to roll my eyes.

Stasa’s boyfriends stayed over whenever she felt like it, and I knew for a fact, that Zella snuck out every weekend.

“I know.”

She stopped by the window, and easily lifted it open. She eyed my wrinkled dress. “Too bad you didn’t get to attend,” she said.

“Did The Dragon Prince find a mate?”

She huffed. “No, he must have had other things to do than pick his queen tonight. He wasted everyone’s time.”

She walked toward the door. “Have you looked through the applications?”

“No ma’am—,”

“Do it tonight. I want you to have interviews lined up for tomorrow. We need to fill the open position unless you want to work all the shifts, Amara.” She went to close the door but stopped. “And if I hear someone in here again, you’ll be out on the street. Do you hear me?”

“Yes ma’am.”

She shut the door, and I relaxed into my bed. Dorran would get me in trouble if he continued sneaking into my room.

After his concern and the way he took care of me, the fiery look in his emerald eyes, I was starting not to care about the consequences.

My stomach twisted as I sat down a plate of chili cheese tots on my customer’s table and walked back toward the kitchen.

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