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Chapter Thirty-five Lycan King Marrock's POV Anytime I have a conversation with Amelia, I do feel something kind of strange like butterflies in my belly and goosebumps all over my body that's why I lied and cut ties with her for a few days. I just wanted to be alone so I could be able to think straight about my feelings and emotions that's why I refused to call her, but seeing her call today, I guess she's tired of staying indoors alone. Throughout my one-week stay outside the world, I used that opportunity to check up on what Elena and Kessler were planning. I guess Kessler had given up his search for Amelia after the Alpha of the Poldark pack burned down his company. "When are you going to see Amelia?" Ellan asked, after a few minutes of standing behind me. "Maybe in the next thre