Lyssera’s POV
The atmosphere became silent after Alpha Romeo left in a hurry.
Henderick and I played with our phones, and we didn’t know what to talk about.
My eyes were on my phone, but I was thinking about my life.
I had met my mate, but I couldn’t upload our photos to my account to show those who made fun of my weak physique that my mate accepted me for who I am.
I glanced at Henderick through the corner of my eye. He was seriously playing a game. I was embarrassed to ask him to take a selfie; didn’t he want to save my photo on his phone?
A few minutes ago, when Alpha Romeo asked if Henderick wanted me to show him off as my mate, he said that he didn’t want his identity as a wild werewolf to be known to the public and that he had to protect the peaceful lives of his friends.
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