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Chapter 101; What he feels.

The storm was finally over and Ivorie, Regan and Estan had returned to the castle. The ground was still wet from the storm and the wind was ever so strong and cold. In short, everyone sane enough were locked up within the walls of their abode.

Regan stood in front of the full length window in his chambers. His gaze roaming the foggy outdoors, his hand gripping a tankard of wine and his other hand dipped in his pocket. His mind was wandering.

‘What in the name of the Moon Goddess did I do?’ he wondered to himself. That had been his mantra for a few hours now.

Regan didn't know himself to be a man to be surprised or amazed about anything. Nothing impressed him, not even the death of someone. He could only feel pain if he really loved someone, but never shock.

Except that one – he kissed Ivorie. Thinking about it alone was like a strange taste in his mouth.

His plan was to avoid letting the mate-bond take over his original plan for her pack. But now he was compromising his own plan, he w
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