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Demi's pov

All eyes were on us, from the moment we walked out of the hospital and I lifted my face from his neck recognizing our surroundings.

I could feel the eyes before we even saw them and when I straightened my head daring to look forward and matching their gazes, each gaze bore a gaze of hate, disdain and pure resentment.

Instinctly, I hooked my hand tighter around Eros's shoulder when we walked towards the castle and amongst the troop of people that had come out of their houses to stare.

I couldn't hear exactly what the whispers were but they were present in low hushed tones and different pairs of eyes scanned me.

I could only imagine the scene, a tall muscular powerful man, the most powerful in the room holding a pack slave dearly like he'd do anything for her.

As they bowed greeting him, their gazes turned to me with that look of hate before they went on their way or stood to stare.

I half expected Eros to drop me and push me aside seeing that his pack members were ou