The night before the mating ceremony, Xavier finally came home, reeking of alcohol.The second he walked in, he wrapped himself around me from behind and started rubbing his face against mine.The thought of him kissing another woman made me sick. I shoved him off. He came back, shameless, arms around me again.Mumbling into my neck. "Claire. I missed you.""I'm sorry, baby. Pack business has been crazy these past few days. I haven't had a minute. You are not mad at me, are you?"Yvette's Twitter was lit up with photos of the two of them. Only an idiot would've believed him.I didn't call him on it. Just made a cold sound in the back of my throat.He took that as encouragement. His grin widened. He leaned in to kiss me.My jaw tightened—and before I knew it, my hand came up and cracked across his face.The slap echoed. He sobered up fast.He stared at me, stunned, one hand to his cheek. "Claire, what the hell?"I shook out my stinging palm. "Nothing. It's late. Get some sleep."I walke
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