Chapter Thirty
Knowing the version of the truth.
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Third Person’s Point of View
Everyone looked to the door from the second they arrived.
All were sporting a smile on their faces as he carried Fate, her face buried into his shoulders. Since they were werewolves, they knew that something like this would happen sooner or later. Fate will ultimately succumb to her mate. The tightness of her hands was mainly projected into his shoulders. Standing up from their seat, they didn’t know the right words to say from the man who looked quite normal.
“What happened out there?” Somi questioned, quite unsurely as she wanted a smile to slip from what was looking at the naked eyes. “And uhm... why are you carrying her, Clayton? Is this good news, or is something wrong?”
Clayton grinned, close to
