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Chapter 05

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“Are you ok? Are you hurt?” Granny Elsie  asked worriedly, rushing into the bathroom.

“I-I don’t think so,” she stammered.

Granny wrapped her in a towel and led her back to the bedroom.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to do it,” Arla apologised as she got dressed. “Will the Alpha kick me out?” she asked tentatively.

“Of course not, dear. It wasn’t your fault. The screen can be replaced, you cannot. He’ll just care that you’re not hurt. Come now and have some dinner,” Granny reassured her.

Alpha Lorenzo had kept to himself in his office since they returned home. He’d tried to focus on work, but had been completely preoccupied with thoughts of the blonde girl upstairs.

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