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I pried my eyes open as sunlight poured through the drawn curtains. My phone was laying beside me and I tapped on it to see the time. 9:23 am. I groaned, set the phone aside and pulled the quilt over my head so I could resume sleeping. But my eyes suddenly caught a movement from the far end of the room and my eyes shot completely open. Aiden stood before the mirror, a white towel wrapped around his torso as he untangled his hair. Now, as he had his back turned, I got a perfect look at the burn mark on Aiden's back. It looked too raw like it was a fresh burn mark. And it got me wondering why didn't the burn mark heal considering he's a lycan with a very speedy rate at healing compared to werewolves. After a moment, he turned, just a bit so he could spray the deodorant on his left armpit a
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