CHAPTER FORTY/EIGHT

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THALIA'S POV. "i***t! How dare he think he can just corner me whenever and wherever he wants and then spew all kinds of nonsense like he knows the least bit about my life!?" I spat angrily as I stormed into the room, wishing I could just go back out there and bang his stupid head against the walls of the hallway. What kind of person is he?! I doubt his poor sister, may she rest her soul, would be proud of the man he is if she could see him right now. Goddess, I hope she can't. I may not know her, but I can just imagine how much it would hurt to have your loved one disappoint you this way. If it's ever possible for the dead to experience heartbreak, then she would be dying a second time from it. If only I could just leave, but I can't. Not now anyway. Not until I can get the alpha to gran

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