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The Truth Hurts More Than Feeble Lies...
"WHERE DID YOU RUN OFF TO LAST NIGHT?" Mia whispered in her ear. They sat beside each other as the headmistress when over the latest events, which wasn't much considering recent events. Michael was busy teaching her how to fight rather than conduct another plan to attack packs, which Harlow couldn't figure out whether or not it was a good thing. "I couldn't find you at the party anywhere."
Maybe it was; it meant that fewer people would be hurt. If Michael remained busy with her, then the rest of the world wouldn't be in so much terror over her Mate's cruel actions.
God...is this what my life has come to? Harlow couldn't help the sudden realization that she has been blessed with.
"I went home." Despite the detorts she took on her way there. Nonetheless, Harlow didn't say anything further other than that; it was better that way.
"Home? But your mom and nan were still
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