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The pack’s whispers circulated amongst us like a gust of wind through the trees. Each member were shocked at what was playing out before them. Some knew there was more to this than what meets the eye. The priestess, with her foreknowledge, maintained a stoic demeanor, her gaze steady and inscrutable as though she was waiting for us to say or do something. Was she the supposed guide of the pack? Why wasn't she trying her best to stop this at least? Why was she just standing there like she didn't want to be a part of this.
"I accept your rejection because I want absolutely nothing to do with you as well." I affirmed with a stern expression on my face in hopes that he gets the message that I was trying to pass across. Does he think that I'm stupid? I wouldn't accept to be his mate
