Chapter 5: The Alpha Wing

That night someone cut the lock off my door in the staff quarters.

I came back from my shift to find it hanging by one screw.

My mattress had been slashed from end to end, and every drawer stood open.

Nothing was gone, because I owned nothing worth taking.

Whoever came wanted me to know they could.

Fenn found me standing in the doorway and swore for a full minute without repeating himself.

Then Dashiell arrived, with Aldous behind him.

He looked at the mattress, and the muscle in his jaw jumped.

"You're moving to the Alpha wing," he said.

"No."

"There are guards on every door there."

"You agreed to my terms." I crossed my arms. "I carry my own tray. Nobody moves me out of the kitchen."

"This isn't about the kitchen."

"It's about the rule."

"Elowen." He said my name quietly, and I hated how it sounded in his mouth. "Somebody came into your room with a knife."

"Then give me a lock."

"I'm giving you a wall."

I looked at Aldous.

The old beta shrugged and leaned on his cane.

"The law says he answers to you, child, not the other way around," he said. "But I would take the wall."

I took the wall.

I kept the job, and I would still carry my own tray every morning at six.

Dashiell told the guards so in front of me.

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