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Kiara's POV

After breakfast, we went back to our room - Godddess it felt so nice to say that, not mine, ours- we took our time continuing where we had left off after Keturah intruded.

It was passionate, hard and everything I could have asked for. As I dressed up for the second time that day because I needed to learn how to keep my clothes on in front of Damien, he sprawled on the bed watching me unashamedly.

"You need to be presented to the court and council."

I paused midway lacing up my front corset that did fantastic things to my boobs. Just because I was putting on my clothes didn't mean I wanted them to stay on.

My mind was whirling. I was a werewolf and the council members had no doubt have been there for ages. What if they still carried the rivalry between werewolves and Lycans in their minds? Would they ever truly accept me that way?

I looked at Damien.

"Do you think they will like me?"

He stood up from the bed unashamed, naked and proud. And he was all mine. I swooned for
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