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Twenty-Four
Tristan Grayson After I confronted Luc, he bolted out the door, leaving the glowing butterfly to hover above my head. As I lay in bed, my thoughts were a jumbled mess. The encounter with Luc replayed in my mind, and I couldn't help but dissect every moment. He had been there in the woods, just like I was with Stella. How much had he witnessed? Did he overhear our conversations, our unspoken connection? The weight of the realization settled on me, and I felt a pang of sympathy for him. But what could I do? Stella was my mate as well, bound to me in ways I couldn't ignore. As much as Luc was a friend, I found myself grappling with the complexity of the situation. Fvck! Yet, despite the raw tension between us, Luc hadn't hesitated to lend a helping hand with my injuries. A sigh escaped m
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