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Chapter 19

Maia POV

“Come on, is there a bicep muscle where your brain should be? Just let me in!” A familiar loud, sassy voice whined from the front door.

Dean and I had been in the lounge for the better part of the morning, abiding by our house arrest as we watched every serial killer documentary our local streaming service offered, when an unrelenting sequence of loud knocks had come from the entrance to the pack house.

I looked over to Dean, who looked completely oblivious to the outside world as he watched the latest Jeffrey Dahmer series with nothing but pure worship in his eyes.

Honestly, I wouldn’t have been surprised if the next documentary that came on was about him.

“So?” I finally asked as I stared at him incredulously.

“So what?” He replied, not so much as sparing me a glance as his eyes remained glued to the screen.

“Are you going to answer the door?”

“Why? They’re not allowed in.” He said bluntly.

“Fine, guess I’m going then.” I huffed, standing from the couch. He let out
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