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Chapter 9
Gavin's POV A week has passed since Jeffrey left to deal with the pack shenanigans that were going on. He had to fly back and deal with a couple of werewolves who were threatening the life of the Luna. Kenneth hasn't even left the room to eat, all he did was drink the water I left him in his room. I tried forcing him to eat, but he would just throw it back up. So I let him be. I would leave soups and easily digested foods in the room every time, but it was always hardly touched. When I told Jeffrey about it, he was really angry that the Luna may have caught something while being here in Amsterdam. My phone vibrated angrily against my pocket. I pulled out my phone and checked the caller I.D. Speaking of the devil. "I'm flying back to Amsterdam today. How's Kenneth?" he asked. "He
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