“Sadie, I'm glad you've been looking through the notes we sent, but I can assure you the Historian—”Yesterday, Sadie would not have dreamed of interrupting her Alpha. Today was a new day.“Is forgetting to mention the sixty-day clause. If I don't want this after sixty days, I get to walk away—no questions asked.”Caleb should have been alarmed by her words. While he knew she was right, his confidence in his own senses was untouchable. Besides, he was too busy gawking at her. Was he drooling?“Damn it, Caleb,” Nash smacked him out of his revelry, literally.“Whoa, right. Sorry. Yes, sixty days. Yes, sweetheart. If you haven't fallen for our home or felt the mating in sixty days, you’d be free to go. No one is going to hold you hostage. Seems like there are good plans to make sure of it, too.”“My name is Sadie, not sweetheart. It is my home, and you have drool on your chin.” She stood on business; that was for damn sure. Sadie turned on her heel, looking at the Liturgist. She a
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