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Ryker:

Arnold… did not look very happy to see me.

I wondered why briefly before deciding that it didn’t matter.

I held the book on mate bonds in my hand, which I had found just this morning. It had been an exciting thing to inform Arnold of, that the mate bond he so hated would be easily shattered without any side effects (at least after the full moon passed).

“What the fuck are you doing here Ryker?” Arnold asked me, no, demanded of me.

I was still a little surprised to see a hostile gaze on my brother’s face. But it was alright. I wasn’t planning on staying long anyway.

“What’s wrong Arnold? I can’t come and check on my twin brother? You weren’t at breakfast so I thought it best to see what you were up to,” I said, before standing, the book still in my hand.

His eyes narrowed at me, and he hissed, crossing his arms.

“Ryker, for fucking fuck’s sake, I’m not in the damn mood to deal with your shit right now,” Arnold growled, before pointing to the door and glari at me. “Leave. Now.”

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