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CHAPTER 32
Luro’s POV I drew myself together and rubbed my upper arm. Alpha Dimon’s men would be here any moment. They would take me to his packhouse and then God knows what he would do. He seemed pretty furious that I had actually managed to escape. A long deep sigh escaped my lips. If only Cedric hadn’t betrayed me… My heart clenched, sending waves of agony throughout my body. I tried not to think about him, but his eyes, his face kept haunting me. A part of me still wanted him around. Even after rejecting him, the way he made me feel lingered in my mind. “Stupid bond…” I cursed banging my closed fist against the table. The wood creaked in protest but it was pointless just like my existence. The flowers in the vase jiggled lightly and a few drops of water splattered on the surface. Usually, I
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