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Chapter 11: The Special Guest
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A Crown of Thorns and Timber Chapter 11: The Special Guest
The memory of his voice still echoed against the walls of my skull like a persistent, rhythmic drumbeat.“You can stop running around looking for a mate, little Dryad. The search is over. You're already mine.”I stared at my reflection in the small washroom mirror, my hands trembling as I buttoned up my practical, dark canvas event-staff tunic. The shimmering emerald silk gown I had worn to last night's disastrous banquet was draped neatly over a chair behind me—a glittering reminder of a world I no longer fit into.I knew the truth now. I couldn't un-feel the electric resonance of the bond. Rowan Thorne wasn't just a savage foreign Alpha; he was my second fated mate.Stepping out of the washroom and back into the central amphitheater courtyard, my nerves were completely frayed. My mind was frantically rewinding and replaying every second of the previous night in the moonlit gardens, trying to figure out how I was possibly going to survive a world where two supreme Alphas were bo
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