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Chapter 332

Author: Lana Mora
last update publish date: 2026-04-10 14:44:19

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Humphrey stood there, completely floored. Alaina hadn't expected the couple to look so... "harmonious" either.

Wilmot was just as stunned. He leaned in and whispered to his wife, "Looks like that mating bond isn't as trashed as we thought."

Taking the hint, Alaina grabbed her husband and steered him back out of the room.

Cassian let go of Trista—though he clearly didn't want to—and kept his eyes locked on her like a target.

Trista turned to Humphrey, her voice professional an
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