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“Who the fuck did this?” Derek thundered, turning around to look at Logan. Who instantly stopped laughing on hearing his angry voice.

“Stop acting like it’s a big deal,” Gemma brushed his hand off her face.

“What the fuck do you mean? You have large hand prints on your face, yet you think they're nothing?” Derek was now seriously pissed off, not just at whoever had harmed Gemma, but at Gemma too, for always stomaching abuses and acting like they're pretty normal. Heck, being hit was definitely not normal.

“I didn't see that earlier,” Logan mumbled, he and Nora approached the couch where Gemma was seated.

“It's nothing, you all should stop acting like I fell from a skyscraper or something,” Gemma rolled her eyes, then rose from her seat. Before she could take a step, Derek grabbed her arm, and pushed her back to the couch.

“What do you think you're doing?” Gemma was startled.

“Get me some ice, Nora,” he requested.

Nora instantly rushed off to get the ice. Seeing how Derek was fuming,
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