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031: Anger

Ophelia had refused to let Finlay touch or speak with her. She was avoiding him like he had the plague and was as well being disobedient, like ignoring him when he sent Irene to fetch her, and refusing to join him for breakfast or dinner. He had saved her but she blamed him mostly even though he killed Catidy. Her claw bruise was still healing, it would take twenty-four hours for her to completely heal.

Finlay wondered if she had chosen to run away in the rain upon seeing him with Elodie, it was way too dramatic, or so he thought.

He chose to give her space and asked the cooks to send a tray of medicinal soup and fruits. A pack doctor was even called to attend to her and she reproved, claiming it was just a minor injury and she would heal. And this upset Finlay, she was being too stubborn.

"How long have you been fucking the cup bearer's daughter?"

"My lord?" Hamilton's eyes rose in their sockets upon hearing this vulgar question from his Alpha. Finlay was seated on his Alpha throne
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