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I WILL LOVE YOU, JUST HOW YOU DESERVE.
~EGON’S POV~ Having woken up in a foul mood from expending my involuntary attention to the lawsuit, I feel this unanticipated dread of losing Celie dominating me. My Beta, who has yet again become a witness to the glumness on my face, questions me about the cause of my displeasure. After shoving the matchlock into its sleeve, I desperately avoid sharing the cause of my anguish, for I can't allow myself to appear frail, “There’s nothing that can ruffle my feathers. I am fine.” Scarcely convinced, he asks me, “If that’s the case, should we leave? Alpha Derek is expecting you in his cabin.” “Sure,” I collect myself, recognising how I cannot allow myself to be perceived as weak by my pack’s men. As we make our way through the unengaged hallways, I am beguiled by my apprehension of losing
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