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Chapter 17

"Fucking great, he's here?!" Dylan groans, falling onto the couch with a frustrated hand over his face. I just entered the lounge so whatever conversation they were in, I'm not apart of; yet.

"Blame our little wolf over here, she is the cause," Grayson muses, his black eyes flickering to mine and I ignore him. What is he accusing me off?

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