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Chapter11
Author’s POV “I didn’t like your tone today, my king. You have never spoken to me in that tone before. Does your werewolf mate have something to do with it?” Sandra asked, making her way to Sebastian. He had a lot of women he f****d but, Sandra was different. She was the closest one to him as they had known each other since childhood. Her father was one of the elders in the palace and gave her to the King with the hope that she would become queen. “Please, Sandra. I’m not in the mood.” He closed his eyes and messaged his forehead, stressed from thinking about Ava. “Let me help you.” She said and stood beside him before using her hands to massage his head. “Are you sure she is your mate?” She asked, trying hard to hide her jealousy. “She is. I’m not mistaken.” Sebastian said and she
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