"Rowena, what are you gazing at?" Arnold flashed me a perfect smile.I stared dead at the top of his head.A string of numbers floated right there: 88%.We'd been together for ten years, mated for five, and that number had always been 100%.Today, it dropped without a single warning."Nothing. Your tie is a little crooked." I suppressed my racing heart, stepped forward, and steadily adjusted the silk fabric.Arnold leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead. His unique Alpha cedarwood scent washed over me, full of comfort.He turned and strode into the dining room. Our five-year-old pup, Lily, was sitting on a barstool, eating the cake he bought.Arnold walked over, lovingly ruffled her hair, and then headed for the bathroom.Lily suddenly put down her fork and leaned close to my ear."Mommy, why did the number above Daddy's head change?" she asked in a sweet, milky voice, her big eyes full of confusion.My heart plunged into an ice box.Lily inherited my gift.Because she was too y
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