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New Protector

Author: Bunmi
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-12 14:12:37

Loraine’s POV

“Don’t play dumb, Hunter,” Kris snapped. “Loraine’s room was torn apart last night. Completely trashed. And everyone here knows you were the last one with her before it happened.”

I watched as Hunter’s eyes widened, genuine surprise reflecting in them. “What? I…I didn’t know... His voice trailed off as he looked past them toward me, a deep frown creasing his face. “Loraine, I swear, I would never do something like that.”

My heart ached seeing him like this; there was genuine hurt and confusion on his face. Despite the accusations, something in his eyes told me he was telling the truth. “I believe you, Hunter,” I said softly, stepping a little forward, though Killian’s arm extended to keep me back.

Hunter’s face relaxed slightly at my words, but it was shortlived as his brothers closed in on him again.

“Then why did you vanish with Mabel, brother?” Preston’s voice was sharp, cutting through the room. “If you were so worried about Loraine, why disappear without a word
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