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Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Guinevere’s POV

“You better have won some kind of lottery…” Gail said, answering the call with a hint of annoyance.

“Where the hell did you drop your phone?” I asked, my frustration barely contained.

“Busy, duh. My life doesn’t revolve around my phone,” she replied, sounding defensive.

I sighed, struggling to keep my frustration in check. Since Reagan’s abrupt departure to the Crimson Packhouse, my mind had been a whirlwind of questions. What were his true intentions? Did he have a secret plan? Was he involved with the Black Blood Pack? I needed answers, answers I knew Reagan would likely refuse to provide.

“Gwen?” Gail’s voice jolted me back to the present.

“Did Reagan show up at our house?” I asked urgently.

“Yes, why?”

“Did he seem… off? Like he was hiding something?”

Gail sighed deeply, her voice laced with exasperation. “Really, Gwen? He’s your husband. Why don’t you just ask him? Oh right, you don’t want to seem like you don’t trust him.”

I rolled my eyes, irritated b
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