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Chapter Ninety-three

NIA'S POV

While Silas sat there, staring at me. Waiting for the answer that I was not even sure I could give. I sighed as thoughts raced through my mind. Ugly, nasty, wounding thoughts. What if the girl just wanted to set that up so that I could meet her mother and get beaten for snatching her daddy away? Which I didn't, he chose to come here and train the packs under the lycan king. Another thought; What if her mother knows the king and recognizes me as his wife? It was such an ugly thought. And I knew I wouldn't like the outcome. I turned to Silas and caught him watching me carefully. I placed a very plastic smile on my face to keep him from asking if I was fine or not. Of course, I was not. How does one say no in this kind of situation, because he wanted me to think about it? I, on the other hand, know that there is nothing to think about. A big, fat no was already at the tip of my tongue,

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