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She looked just like her mother but with more flesh. Like a switch though, he was back to reality. He could see her mother look at her approvingly. The white haired man could not barely resist the urge to roll his eyes.

"Yes dear, I sent for you," the Luna said. She then gestured towards Alaric. "You remember Alaric, don't you?"

She wrinkled her nose at his name. "Who is Alaric?" she asked, feigning ignorance of who they were talking about.

Her mother looked a little embarrassed. "Darling," she said in a high pitched tone. "Don't you remember Alaric Berwoulf? Your mate?" Her eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she tried making the girl recall who he was.

"Oh, that idiot? What about him?" Natalie asked.

Alaric glanced at her father to see him facepalm. The whole situation made him want to laugh. But he had had enough of having to stand and strain his legs while these people used him to play their guessing game. "Hi there,

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