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[Derrick] I sat in Queen Bellamy’s office. Her assistant brought me and had me sit to wait for her. Sometimes it made the pack wolves nervous when regular rogue-borns wandered around. My phone chimed and I pulled it out, eager for anything to distract me from whatever was going on. I hated waiting and I hated not knowing things. Especially when it came to Queen Bellamy. The last thing I wanted was her to be pissed at me for something. The message made me smile. I was pretty sure it was Emma messaging me. She’d changed her number a lot, so I didn’t recognize it when I got the first message. Some of the stuff she told me, though, sounded like things I already knew about Emma. By the time I realized it was her, I’d already told her about beating the s**t out of Curt and his buddies.
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