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332. Look Ahead
~ CASIMIR ~
I could barely focus on the conversation with the Alphas while they were gone. Kept having to ask males to repeat themselves. But I could feel her—feel the tension in her, the frustration, the love, the turmoil… I prayed she’d tell Rake something. Anything.
I was so consumed with her I couldn’t even find it in me to be embarrassed that they’d all heard us argue. There were some benefits to being King—one scathing look at them all when I walked back into the dining room had quelled any curious looks. And a quick turn of the conversation back to the problems at hand distracted them.
But it didn’t stop my heart tugging me back to her.
When Rake slipped back into the dining
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