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Chapter 17
Thea eats the last of her breakfast, standing up and clearing the plates, she starts to wash as Blake dries. “I haven’t heard of such a thing before. Maybe the individual name means there was a certain disconnect before. Maybe it means that you were always more susceptible to such a thing?” “That would make sense, but I can’t understand why we would work in harmony for eight years and tear apart now” Blake likes talking things out with Thea, to have a reasonable and intelligent conversation about something so crazy, yet he doesn't feel like he is being judged by the woman. He can understand why Sam likes her. “So the first instance, before I found you in a bear trap, before you awoke in front of your mate and your alpha. What happened? What is the last thing you remember?” Blake place
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