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95. Second Thought

*Emrys’ POV*

“And,” King Anton looked out across the long table with all of his department heads, the only person missing was faraway in France with her mate, and my mate sat next to me; Celeste’s hand resting atop my knee.

Atticus, wherever he was inside of me, hummed in silent contentment. He wanted so desperately to take over, hold our mate, feel our child within her kick, but Atticus felt guilty; images of the battlefield, stained with our warriors' blood, flashed in and out of my head.

Goosebumps tattooed my skin and I clenched my teeth to hold back anything and everything I currently felt, the tremors that wanted to dance within my hands were forced to hold still with my clenching fist. 

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