326-The Memories Of His Mate

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Genevieve: Once we all woke up, Ericka made refreshments. I mean, she made them for everyone except me. I didn’t go inside either. I sat on the bench, looking at the sky when Ron came out with his drink. “Here!” he offered me his drink instead of taking it. “I don’t want it,” I refused, trying not to say it too loudly. I didn’t want to drink anything from that lady or my former packmates. “You should be cold too,” Ron said. I understood why he thought I would be. The potion had left them numb, so they were drinking coffee to calm their nerves. But I didn’t need it, even though it was cold outside; I was fine. “Let’s go home. I’m missing my bedroom,” I said. It seemed I had been out for too long now. The outside world could be scary at times. I preferred staying inside the safety of f

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