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~Zoe~ ‘What the f**k are you doing here?” I didn’t curse. I never cursed. So for me to do that someone could only imagine the kind of anger that I was feeling. What the hell was he doing seated in that chair like an innocent man? I noticed that he looked way better compared to the last time that I saw him. He no longer looked like the crazy, homeless man that I mistook him for, but more like the man that I fell in love with eons ago when I didn’t know any better. He leaned back on his seat with a smile on his face like we were friends talking about mundane things. “I told you that I wasn’t going to let you go; especially now that you’re carrying the heir to my pack” His pack? Did he even know what it meant to have a pack? That was not even a topic for me to be thinking about. What di