The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate
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Chapter 59: How the mighty have fallen.
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During the four hour drive between Montevido and Tacuarembo, Maura would list all sorts of reasons and ways he could have had a more productive conversation with his mate, her mouth moving on and on like the whir of a trapped fly, giving Mattel a headache.
Mattel knew his cousin loved him, really, she did.
Just not right now.
It was midafternoon when they got to Tacuarembo.
It was a quiet city filled with well paved asphalt roads, green trees and an open cobalt blue sky. “Cuidad de Tacuarembó” a sign beckoned.
A beautiful bridge made up of pink, blue and yellow supports greeted them, and a few cars cruised along on roads.
Pedestrians strolled along on white concrete sidewalks, bicycle wheels spun along, the steel spokes illuminated only by the midday sun. It was the kind of place where a man could retire in peace, spend the rest of his life sitting on his front porch, drinking ice tea, free from the chaotic wo
