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He Must Not Believe That Amelia Is Dead
Chapter Forty-two Lycan King Marrock's POV I thought Amelia was in the car packing all the things I bought for her not knowing she was near the door eavesdropping on my conversation with Ellan. I had smelt her scent nearby, but I ignored it knowing that she was near the car. The way she bursted into the room made me think the spiritual beings and the rogue wolves were back. "What is it?" I asked, pretending not to know why she was crying. "What are you keeping away from me?" Amelia asked, amidst tears. "I will call you back, Ellan," I said, dropping the call and placing my phone on the table. "How many people believe that I am dead?" Amelia's question came again. I was so confused about how to answer her questions because I knew the kind of pain and heartbreak she was feeling insi
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