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Wes's POV As the sun rises, I make the difficult decision to leave my sleeping mate behind. Gently prying her limbs from mine I move in silence to dress before calling upon Lurther and Patrick to stand guard at her door. "Welcome" Archer greets happily, hands out wide as he notices me. I walk into them, glad to keep my promise to return and hopefully help him. As we step back from each other he motions to the chair beside him, allowing me just enough time to sit before the questions begin. Where's Mish? Does she know? Why does my mark look red? Is it not healed? Do the pack know yet? How does the mate bond feel? I answer what I can among them, not quite wanting to give up all of Mish's privacy to a Lycan she doesn't even know yet... even if he is a king. Once we finally seem to

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