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CHAPTER FIFTY
THALIA'S POV. "Thalia, are you sure you're alright? You look tensed and you suddenly seem in such a hurry. It's almost like you can't get your legs to move fast enough." Rebecca said as she jogged after me, and I sighed as I realized she was right. I was walking so fast I was practically running at this point and Rebecca was struggling to catch up with me. But it isn't my fault, I didn't even know I was doing it. I just out of this place as soon as possible, whatever the cost may be. Tristan Ulric must not meet me here. "I'm sorry, Rebecca. And yes I'm fine. I just want to be able to meet the alpha before the guest arrives and he becomes too busy to give me audience." The mini lie easily fell out of my mouth before I even knew it and I internally frowned at myself. That's not right. Th
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