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80. You Said Talk

“I thought you said talk,” 

“I did talk,”

“No, you yelled.” I argued back dryly, my arms crossing over one another as I watched my mate enter our bedroom back at our house later that night. 

Emrys’ face fell as I looked him over; tonight his fighting leathers were wrinkled with a days work, hair messy, and eyes still bright although tired. I could tell he was stressing over something- probably the whole Jackson thing. 

And the fact that Linda and James were back at my ‘home’ pack… That par

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