Kylie's POV I stormed out of the dungeons, feeling the effects of the man's words tailing me. I had tried to put up a brave face, but his words had affected me like nails on a chalkboard. I knew I had to act fast, or I was in danger of losing my hold on Alpha Noah. Quickly I rushed out of the dungeons, ignoring the greetings of the guards as I walked past. I hurried up the staircase leading into the dungeon's depths, then re-emerged into the foyer. I halted right in the middle of the foyer, the image of my wedding ceremony with Noah plastered in my vision. The foyer was practically bare, but I could still see the white wrought iron chairs, the aisle that had run down to the altar, the traditional white roses and the makeshift altar. I closed my eyes, relishing the image, holding it tight to me and reminding myself that I was finally narried to Noah. Even if he brought Astra back, I was his lawfully and traditionally wedded wife. I still had some hold on him, however small it coul
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