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Chapter Eight

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They didn’t take that information well.

Azaria’s POV

I began feeling uncomfortable and told Nicholas that I would love to go home but he said we weren’t done yet. He said he would like to go home too but he wanted to introduce me to his parents. His car arrived at the entrance of the pack.

“Thanks man” he muttered as he caught the car key thrown to him by his best friend. Marcel. I recognize him because he was the one Ashely had a huge crush on.

“Don’t mention it” he said. “Did you guys walk?” Marcel glanced my way. He nodded in greeting and I did same. He had on a knowing smile as he glanced at Nicholas.

Nicholas chuckled. “Mad man”

I stared between the two. What? What were they saying? I wanted to know. I scowled.

Nicholas turned to me. “Come on let’s go” he went on to open the car door. I stared at him and he nodded. “Come on Azaria, we have no time” he said and I got in.

The ride to the palace was a quiet one, except for the constant Interruption of our serenity by the talkati
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