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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Home Sick.
Lucius POV. I didn’t understand why Rosalia didn’t tell me she needs to go, she never has accidents, maybe she’s going more and more to her little space. From what Sir Victor told me, Rosalia wouldn’t need to use diapers, even in little space she can still tell me when she needs to go. Pull-ups are just a precaution in case of small accidents, not like the one she just had. I changed her quickly deciding to let this accident go not to make her any more uncomfortable but she kept sniffling and crying over my shoulder, Austin joined her on my other shoulder and that’s how the alpha of the Lycans saw me. I wanted to show him that I’m not someone to be messed with, that I’m someone to be scared of, but I don’t think I gave off that idea with two littles in my arms. Still, he smiled look
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