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Chapter 17
BRYN It was ill fate that the bath was already prepared for me. It was probably Amira who wanted to let me have a break after everything. Great, just great. “Perfect!” the damn wolf snorted and threw me into the huge tub where at least ten people could fit. Which made me think that at some point they probably did. “Alistair!” I screamed, splashing water around me and trying to get out. My dressing gown and everything underneath it were wet. “Don’t worry,” he chuckled, dropping the sheet that was left around him and pouring the remainder of the bottle of whiskey all over his naked body as I froze there in a daze, “I am not leaving you alone right there, my dear.” “Wh-what are you doing?” I mumbled. “Sterilising,” he snorted, “So that you don’t complain that somebody else
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