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Chapter Forty-nine

(Gwen's pov)

Ashton guided me out of the dining room by the hand, partially dragging me out of the dining, requiring I double up or risk stumbling after him like a pup in their early locomotive stage.

I endured it until we crossed the dining hall entrance and headed towards the stairs. Once we have missed watching eyes, I snatched my hand away from him and stepped ahead of him with a disgruntled huff.

"What are you doing?" He asked behind me. I didn't stop, I walked faster. Because any minute, I will just shout down these halls without caring if the entire Kingdom of the bloody Lycans heard me.

"Gwendolyn!"

"Stop!" I flipped, my hands lifted above my ears defiantly as I rounded on him, my eyes in murderous slits as they flashed daggers at him. "I will not let you treat me like that next time, you understand?" I tilted my head his way. "You are such an obnoxious bastard who doesn't put others into consideration but yourself!" I shook my head unbelievably. "What did I see in you, agai
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Brittany Mosco
I hope he regrets treating her this poorly. She doesn’t deserve this, and eventually I hope she sees that. I think she is starting to.
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