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Chapter 93.
Alpha Ryan's POV. “What is wrong?” I rose from my seat with a start, my gaze trained on Aubrey. She walked over to the chair beside Diane, leaning against it with a groan. “I have a fashion emergency! The party is in four days and I don't have any clothes!” She exclaimed looking as if she had just announced the end of the world. “The world is crashing down before me!” She wailed as though she had read my mind, which is something I would not outpost her because… it's Aubrey. I shook my head, lowering myself back into the seat. My ears pricked at the sound of snickering, I shot my eyes to Diane who was looking amused by the whole thing. She leaned back in the chair, holding her hands over her mouth to suppress her laughter. “What is funny?” I grumbled with a small frown. She cleare
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