CHAPTER 17 Tortured Soul

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  Tish POV   Much to my dismay, neither twin touched me all night. They both kissed me lightly and tucked me into bed. I attempted to toss and turn to get comfortable, but there was no space in the bed. Kaden is right; we will need a bigger bed if we will continue to have sleepovers.   Slipping from the bed, I pull on a pair of sweats and head out to the small kitchen. The sun is beginning to peek over the trees, and I gaze out the window while I wait for the coffee to brew. A dark shadow runs in front of the window, and a chill runs up my spine.   I run to the other window to see if I can see who or what is outside. A groan leaves my lips when I see a blonde ponytail running back to the pack house.   "b***h," I hiss in frustration. I know it is the girl that was in the closet with K

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