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Chapter Twenty Five

Author: Belle Jameson
last update Last Updated: 2022-12-03 18:14:25

NOLA

“What the hell are you talking about?” I managed, sounding every bit the culprit the girls had been making me out to be.

”Don’t act daft Nola, it’s frankly embarrassing.” Layla hissed and I must’ve made an alarming noise in my throat because she rolled her eyes haughtily, picking at her nails with one hand and giving the smirking Dennis a look that seemed to say can you believe this bitch?

The Lycan was almost to us now, but I knew there had to have been some sort of misunderstanding, something I wasn't aware of.

I sure as hell hoped Layla tamed that little-ass attitude real quick and gave her a look that said that too. I knew SHE wasn't talking about embarrassment.

“Only thing embarrassing here Layla, is that hairline of yours! Why I could run the pacific right through it you stupid bitch!” I snapped, my eyes widening when the whites of Layla’s fist came at me just before a large hand trapped it between thick fingers and the group fell into silence.

”Y-your h-h-highness!” Sarah
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