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Wyatt: The moment she agreed to be mine, something changed in me. I felt like a monster set free. I knew from the looks on Creed, Brandon, and Cain's faces that it snapped into them too. We turned to see Macy snuggled up in a chair sleeping off her birthday present. But the rest of us were far too pumped to sleep. Her open laptop began alarming. I turned to look at the screen, but before I could make sense of the ramble of code, Malice, and Mayhem started barking their asses off in Macy's face. Were they waking her up because of the alarm? "Good boys, good boys." She patted them before pulling her laptop closer to her. Her fingers began dancing across the keys. The alarm stopped. "We have a problem." She rubbed the sleep from her eyes before putting her glasses back on. "What's up?"