Chapter 39 - "What Are You Sorry For?"-01
I don't know how long I'm sitting here.
I just know that it has been quite a while.
I sigh heavily and stand up, flexing my protesting joints.
Crack, crack, crack.
I stretch my arms once again and fist my fingers, trying to get rid of the kinks. I glance at the slightly open black door a few feet away, contemplating whether to go in or not.
'Please go, I want to check if Mate is okay,' My Wolf begs, catching me completely off-guard. That's because, my Wolf never pleads. He's always been a little rude and bold, yelling at me and forcing me to do things if I resist. I nod mentally to him and slowly walk back to the room, not having an idea of what to expect.
When I reach the threshold, I push the open door a little wider, trying to give me enough space to sneak a peek.
Oh.
The two of them are fast asleep on the huge bed, and Beta Ezra's light snores fill the room. Seneca is sleeping wi

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