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Leia’s POV. The speed at which he let go of me and jerked to his feet made my heart jitter. Of course, he was ‘the Randolph,’ Alpha Thane’s gamma, charged with the duty of protecting the Azalean princess. Jealousy coursed through my veins and I sucked it up in a breath as I watched him pick the cloak and wore it. “Princess Emily! Who’s she?” I pretended not knowing who that was. I watched as my mate inspected the bandage on his chest, and he settled his gaze on me. “She’s my alpha’s daughter, the next heir of Azalea,” he said. I gulped. “Is there anything going on between you two?” He gasped and what I’ll call a grimace flitted on his face. “No. She’s my alpha’s daughter. I was there the night she was born, already in my twenties. I watched her grow up. That will be the last thing t