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Gabriela "Found her while I was coming over here," Constance explains. "She told me she was waiting for you." "Well, it was the only way to get you to not chase me down," Raya huffs. "You were stalking around and following our king," she drawls. "What else was I supposed to think?" Holding up a hand to cease the very clearly brewing argument, I say, "Thank you for waiting, Raya. I'm sorry that it took longer than I expected." "Storm does that." She shrugs. "He may not like you, but he'll still try to win you over." My brows rise. It wouldn't be the first time a pack alpha has expressed their displeasure over an alpha king, but Storm is the last person I would've expected that from. He bent over backward trying to accommodate us, so much so that it felt like he was trying to overdo i

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