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"What the fuck is this?" One would have thought that Ezekiel would have gotten used to his mate's big blue eyes by now, but nope, it had grew bigger to the next level now, as she looked over at the stairs that led down to complete darkness – stairs from the middle of the living room, under a fake floorboard.

Hadn't she lived there long enough to know of this?

"Who built this?" She thought out loud.

"It looks like it was built with the house." Hunter noted.

Ezekiel watched his mate for any reaction. He was as confused but he knew that his mate was not really in the position for any more surprises.

"We can come back another day." He said.

Noelle took a deep breath before turning to her mate. She wanted to yell at him. She wanted to make certain that she blew his eardrum with her high-pitched shrieks. Because he was being just so annoying – he was treating her like a baby, like she was the most precious thing to him and nothing else mattered to him than