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Ch 27 Wendy's POV Even though I did not view myself as a proficient dancer—indeed, I would characterize my skills as deficient—once we found ourselves on the dance floor, I began to move with enthusiasm. The Alphas cheered, and I closed my eyes to fully engage with the music. I maintained a smile throughout the dance with Alpha Zane, masking my discomfort with the close physical contact; the touching was infuriating. As we danced, I sensed a penetrating emptiness within me, a clear indication of George’s jealousy. It seemed illogical that I had to endure advances from another man to provoke his feelings. I frequently wished for the music to conclude, yet whenever it appeared to be ending, it resumed. I sighed in frustration, contemplating that if I had to withstand this sensation for fiv

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