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I checked my phone for the time, Seventeen miss calls, thirty two texts, five voicemails, all before it was ten in the morning too! All of them were from Declan, who I had set my phone to automatically ignore his calls; the other text was from my mother. “No,” I said, flipping the page. “Sorry. I wanted to finish this collection first.” CHAPTER 11: THE WORSE IS NOT OVER YET… “Okay, I guess.

” Why did she have to forget those crucial words she spoke? That’s no fair. Why do things have to work out this way? “Get upstairs and change Alexis.

” He growled at me “ What a beautifully unique name,” She smiled. I nodded my head, and she stood up. “ well it was very nice talking with you, I’ll have to stop by again, but I should really get going,” She said. I stood up and walked her to the door. He nodded “well you’ll be the center of attention now…may even get in the paper” “Nathan and Cleopatra, we hereby allow you to marry each other as long as the ceremony takes place within the next two weeks.

Furthermore, we wish you both a lot of luck and extend our deepest apologies for any calamities we have caused.

” I glared at him. “Remember how you “bumped” into Derik that day? Well when you “bumped” into Derik that day, did you, I don’t know, tell him that you knew me better than Trevor?” I asked him sweetly.

“She likes me more.” “I don’t want any woman!” Ali hissed.

“ I think you have done enough damage,” Mark said looking at Corey who was bent over blood tricking from his mouth and nose. “ He got pretty beat up,” mark laughed. I stood there looking at Corey, and I stepped forward swinging my leg back and then swinging it up hard hitting him directly between the legs. Corey grunted stumbling forward grabbing his crouch.

“Is Nora not working today?” he asked. He carried me outside, and signaled for a taxi. “Fine, I will ask you the simplest question, since I haven’t been here before.

Do you know where the garbage can is?” I said the question slowly. Yours always, “Well, I have to get back and see what these morons are doing.

They have not been doing their job back there”. Chris said and then he walked away. The waitress came back. The werewolf sweeps me into a hug, which somehow seems gentler.

His crushing embrace doesn’t hurt like it sometimes does; only comforting me. Sparks of warmth erupt, and suddenly I feel safer than ever before.

Is this what a true hug is supposed to feel like…? I immersed myself in him.

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