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Her hand rested in the crook of my elbow. Laying my other hand on top of it, I led her into the dining area; all the loud chatter stopped as we stepped in. My eyes quickly scanned the room till they landed on Milo. He was standing there frozen next to his sister, who just glared in our direction, mainly at Willow. Willow, however, never looked their way. Her head and eyes focused on the table where River and Mia were sitting along with my parents and Heather,
Moving my eyes back to Milo, he looked shell shock, to say the least. Eyes wide, he took rapid breaths in his arms hanging down by his sides as his hands balled into fists while he stood there openly staring at her,
My beast growled, not liki
