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Feeling somewhat anxious, Belle excused herself from her husband’s office once their guests had left. She had so much on her mind as of late and the stress was starting to build within her, she needed to get out for a run and let Nia take the reins for a while whilst she figured out the mess in her mind. So she let Nia shift, before the white wolf started sprinting into the far distance. Belle didn’t trust Rora one bit, she couldn’t help but find it incredibly coincidental that one of the witches working with the Gylandies happened to be Henrie’s mate. Only time would tell whether they could trust Rora, and time wasn’t particularly on their side. It had been over a month since the wedding and they were no closer to putting an end to this madness, they still needed to find out who the all