ZEKE She's happier than I thought she would be, adapting well enough to her situation. I saw her there, and she was nothing that I imagined she would be. At peace. Maybe I was wrong to think otherwise, but that didn't matter anymore. She's dead to me. I chug down a bottle of bourbon alone in the confines of the room Chantria prepared. Unbuttoning my shirt, I settle into an armchair, taking constant swigs to quell my spinning thoughts, but Marelyn keeps coming back to haunt my mind. Seeing her again, so close, affected me in different ways. I sigh, drinking more until the bottle is emptied. A knock sounds on my door, and I head over to check who it is. I fastened the button of my shirts back. There's a maid on the other side of the door when I open it up. I see the way heat creeps up her neck. She's flustered by the sight of me and not scared. Still, there's no part of me that wants to want another woman. My wolf is pretty adamant, too. After kissing Alexis, I realised I may have
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