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Chapter 37: Maybe three drops?
-Mason- It was a big mistake, sending flowers. I thought she was moved by my gesture, but she kept sneezing. Clara was allergic, and I filled her apartment and her workplace with roses. She must be really pissed and disappointed. Basically, I have proven that I have no idea about my mate… that I have never paid attention to her despite of living together almost all our lives. It is very unusual for a werewolf to suffer from allergies. How is it that I did not know? I began to ignore her since she was six. Around the same time her mother died. I was still a pup and I was trying to overcome the loss of my baby sister, my parent’s pain, the loss of so many werewolves during the vampire attack. I had to grow up suddenly. Clara lost her mother as well… she was so young. Th
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