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DAHLIA

My fork hit the plate with a loud bang, plopping ninety percent of it right in the middle of my food as I leant back in my chair and crossed my arms over my chest. 

He didn’t even react. A simple glance at my plate before he went back to eating his own, which only fueled the rage I felt. I tried to let it go earlier, take a shower and calm down, but fuck, him.

I took shit from everyone when I got pregnant, I was belittled and dragged through the proverbial mud because of it. I tried not to let the things people would say about an unmated single pregnant wolf bother me, but I’m only so strong, and some of it hurt to the point of tears. They would never be in my life so I tried not to let their comments keep me up at night, but Mylo, no… I wasn’t about to take it from him either. 

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