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Tyler POV

Stephanie reacted like I told her I was the Moon Goddess reincarnated—eyes wide as the moon, mouth gaping, chest heaving for breath. It was satisfying to see that I had that effect.

And then I felt incredibly guilty.

My grin snapped off, and I lunged to support her before she fell down the damn stairs. I said I’d protect her, not let her take a tumble down marble.

“You—your—oh, my Moon Foddess.” She let me guide her to the second floor in a spiral, clutching my arm like a lifeline. “You—my mate—my mate is the Alpha’s son?”

We made it to the guest bathroom, and I lowered her to sit on the edge of the stupidly large tub. She didn’t let go of my arm.

“What the fuck?”

I reared back at the accusing tone. “What the hell do you mean ‘what the fuck’?”

“I mean that,” she began fiercely then caught her reflection in the mirror. Her lips pressed together, and her eyes filled with tears. “I… I look awful.”

“Yeah, you do,” I said. This time, she didn’t glare. I knelt before her. My wolf
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