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Chapter 8: Marina POV

Chapter 8: Marina POV

I managed to make it back to the packhouse with little issue, though it was a rather long and uncomfortable hike.

Everything was wet, thanks to my bra and underwear being wet, which meant everything had chaffed on the walk back home.

None of which did anything to help my mood. If anything it made me angrier and more frustrated.

I was tired, I had missed dinner, and I was annoyed.

The question was whether I was more annoyed with myself or with Alpha Gray…I hadn’t quite decided as I stomped through the kitchen and up the stairs to my prison cell of a bedroom.

I slammed the bedroom door behind me, kicked my shoes off just inside the door, and flopped down onto the bed with an exhausted sigh.

After lying there for a few minutes, I remembered that everything I was wearing was pretty much soaked. I rolled off the bed and wandered over to my suitcase, which now contained none of my clothing.

I sighed, frustrated, and headed over to the dresser. I randomly
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