The Impossible Image

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 [Bellamy]        My alarm woke me in the morning. I pushed Lucien and he groaned at me. Pushing again made him grab me tightly and shush me.     “Lucien. You have training. If you’re late you have to do doubles. You really, really don’t want that, mon saucisson.” I whispered.     “No training. I’m the Alpha. I want sleep, and my mate.” He growled.     “You train or you’re not getting either.” I threatened.     “Fine, but you have to give me extra kisses when I’m back.”     “Done. Now, move.” I ordered.     He climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom. I stretched and got out of bed to dress for the day. I pulled out my underclothes, jeans, and a dark green tank top. I put on my clothes and went to brush my teeth. When I was done, Lucien was dressed for training and we headed

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