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Chapter Twenty-One
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Amante POV
I look straight into Amaltheo’s eyes. I want to see him through and find something to entice him to get back inside of me. I admit I am nothing without him. Even my packmates would treat me differently or worst bully me. I’d be susceptible to humiliation and might even be banished from the pack. All my efforts to be the Alpha King would fall down the drain. I need Amaltheo. What does he want that I can offer in exchange for his loyalty to me?
I watch attentively. Amaltheo crouch down beside Allyssa. He’s trying to reduce the coldness around her. Ah! That’s why she survived. She managed to withstand the freezing cold because of my spirit wolf. The heat from his body is enough to keep her
Antar BedouinWow, I think I have an idea of how Amante feels like. It's like me when looking into myself in the mirror. Only that, my reflection talks back with a sneer. Horrendous is it?!!! Save me with gems, please!😁
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