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Bets of the same beats

Author: Claudia
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Brandon

My silence has been my greatest strength all through this process. From the night she stood before me declaring her proposal, I knew that the anger or hurt I felt did not amount to my love for her. I love Kiara deeply and that is the only reason I gave her a second chance, that is the reason why I stood on the holy ground with the moon as my witness, and that is why I am sitting in the back of the car; on this bumpy road watching the silver sky at dawn as we make our way back to the pack with Kiara sleeping by my side.

“There is no storm in sight, the day will be as clear as your future. Hold the mating ceremony today, make it official because the queen herself, the mother of all mothers, the goddess has approved this, she has accepted your gifts, and most importantly your supplications,” the wise man declared to Ryder and me in his inner chambers, a place where Kiara could not be.

My heart was caught between immense joy and pain. I was happy that the goddess had accepte
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