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Chapter Seventy-One: The Underground Bunker

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As Dean entered the bakery from the back, I think he had just changed into the clothes Seth had given them. There was a delicious scent of chocolate mint truffles in the air. Despite being in a bakery, I didn't get distracted until Dean's and my eyes met.

The world stopped right then and there. This is when I knew for certainty there was no doubt in my mind that Dean was my mate. As my mouth hung open for what seemed to be an eternity, I was a little dismayed. In addition, I noticed that his eyes looked pained and even sorry.

Since I was seventeen, I have always hoped that Rector would be my mate. As in so many fairytales, he would come back with Ashina someday, and we would ride into the sunset together. However, my life isn't a fairytale, and I could see from his eyes that Dean did not want me as a mate.

Eventually, Dean calls me over and we leave together with the men hiding in the shadows following me as we make our way to the underground bunker that is hiding so many women and ch
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