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Diane’s POV. Taylor was now pulling at my lines, playing with them like it was a toy. One time he yanked hard and I felt a sharp pull in my hands. “Are you trying to kill me?” I frowned at him. “Nope, you’re very much capable of doing that yourself considering your current state.” He smiled at me. “I’d just like to watch.” “Haha,” I said dryly. “You try so hard to be funny, it’s shameful.” “What’s shameful is that you aren’t mine.” He winked at me. “Being a Delta should be a lot of work, don’t you have something else to do?” “First off, I’m the Beta.” “Really?” I feigned surprise. “You must have hit your head somewhere because I remember you being told.” He placed his hand on my head and then withdrew it. “No damage done, there wasn’t a brain to begin with.” I rolled my eyes at h