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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - BETROTHAL

PIXIE

Pixie, he called me his Pixie. My mind was anything stable as I ran through the storm, his warmth had left me now and I suffered the cold but it was all for the best. The urge to ride him became stronger with every second I stayed in his presence.

I chucked, a tear rolling down my cheek when I realized my mate was actually the Alpha Asha. When I reach the gates to my pack mansion the large wolves at their posts only needed a whiff of my scent before the shielded me with their large forms and escorted me out of the storm.

“My father must not know about this!” I said to them. They looked at each other, then back at me before lowering their heads in obedience.

I tip tapped through the large castle, enjoying the warmth within the walls and glad I was finally away from the painful hail. Like a ninja I slowly twisted the knob of my room door but it was opened from inside and I was yanked in by my Amber.

“Gawd Penelope! Where have you been?!” She was worried, I could see the fear in he
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