The Luna Queen's Rebirth (Ellie and Dominic) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109

My jaw tightens.

“Did you also hear about the massive pitfall trap on that ‘easier’ route? Yeah, I’m quiet sure you

“And just what are you implying?!” Karina snapped.

did.’

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“That you messed with me before,” I hissed. “And people don’t change.”

The room goes dead silent.

Karina’s face twists. “Like I would screw over my own team just to have Dom come and save your sorry ass.

Liar.”

“Enough.”

The instructor steps inside, and the argument snaps shut like a slammed door. Everyone straightens automatically, resentment simmering just beneath the surface.

He doesn’t waste time.

“Your team placed last, disqualified even,” he says bluntly. “Which means consequences.’

My stomach sinks.

“You’ll be assigned manual labor and community service,” he continues, voice even. “It will be overseen personally by the future Alpha.”

Oh my gods.

Why?

I know who it is before the door opens.

I just don’t want to believe it, my chin dipping to my chest.

Footsteps sound behind us.

And then-

Dominic walks in.

Karina practically glows.

“Oh,” she breathes airy. “Thank gods! Yes! Yes!” Jumping up and down.

My stomach drops straight through the floor.

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Dominic stoped next to the instructor. He looks cleaner today, sharper. Uniform crisp. Expression unreadable. Alpha composure locked firmly into place like armor.

He doesn’t look at me.

I don’t look at him.

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We’re sent to the locker rooms without ceremony, the space echoing with the scrape of shoes and the quiet shuffle of people who already know who’s about to suffer the most.

Dominic starts assigning work immediately.

His tone is calm. Measured. Professional.

And unmistakably cruel.

“Karina-organize the supply inventory.”

She beams, “Of course!”

“Jake-wipe down the benches.”

“Marcus-take out the trash.”

Then his eyes finally land on me.

“Ellie.”

I straighten instinctively, every muscle tight.

“Scrub the showers,” he says. “All of them.”

My chest tightens.

“After that,” he continues smoothly, “you’ll move to the drains. Then the utility sinks. Toilets. Then the equipment storage.”

I open my mouth.

He doesn’t pause.

“You’ll also haul the disposal bins out back and rinse them.”

Silence stretches.

No one else is given anything remotely comparable.

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