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Chapter Fifty-Eight

George’s POV

Hattie seems to think blue balls is hilarious. Not the fucker our new queen is hell bent on ripping to bits, actual blue balls, my balls to be precise.

Since the day I pulled her up off the floor in the dining hall, my life has been plagued by her. Before feeling her soft, warm body in my arms, I could ignore the electric buzz that drew me to her. Now I am living a life of constant frustration. Not only does she refuse to let me slate my sexual hunger, she is going out of her way to make me pay for my dumb fuckery in the past.

Luca has been insufferable in his, “You reap what you sew,” and, “I told you this wouldn’t end well,” remarks. He is right, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to admit it. I’ll just put up and shut up for another twenty or so hours, then when she gets her wolf, the fight will be overtaken by her instinct. At least that is what I have been telling myself to get through each day.

Of course, that was before finding out my wolf isn’t actually my wolf. So n
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Christina
A very interesting story!
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Honeypot
Still no update? C’mon it’s been three days. Is there an update schedule? If yes, would be good to know it. I thought this was a daily update book.
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