Furious Wife

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Gripping his hand, she looked to the pack. "Well? What do you say?" They stayed silent, looking at each other and back up to them. Some of them, shaking their heads in disgust, walked away. Though it hurt, he couldn't blame them. But the majority stayed…and bowed. While Deucalion choked back emotion, he saw the three elder females share a smile, like they'd known all along how tough the woman he'd chosen was. Beside him, Allison slumped a little, putting weight on his arm. He looked down at her worriedly. "Are you alright? Scratch that, stupid question. What do you need?" She offered a tiny smile. "Take me home?" "Absolutely. Do you want to walk?" She shook her head, leaning even more heavily against him. He transferred her hand to his other one and wrapped his free arm around her w

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