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The library door opened wider, and Rowan stepped through as if he owned the place. Which, in a way, he almost did. An Alpha never asked permission, not even on another Alpha’s land.

Speaking of being on another Alpha's land, I rolled my eyes in annoyance and tried to wipe my tears away. Why did he have to keep following me everywhere?

“Rowan? How did you get... I really can't deal with you right now.”

“Just checking your prison,” he said flatly, his eyes scanning the shelves, and the melt
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