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I am drunker than I thought. Once Marcus took me to his room, he stepped out to speak with Aspen. I can hear the conversation getting heated but my senses are quite dulled due to my heavy alcohol consumption. The nausea that I felt earlier hasn't faded. I might be sick soon. I sink down to the foot of the bed and I feel a couple tears leak out. I cover my face. Robert will hate me. Leon will hate me. The rest will have to tolerate me- I've changed their alpha, haven't I? He will get on them about small things that he didn't before. Is that what mates do? Become more aware and cautious when the other is in the room?I'm not sure I want to find out. But I'm sure that I am some what relieved by the turn of events tonight. I was saved from embarrassment, and in a way, I owe that to Marcus. A