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Interesting.
I rub my chin thoughtfully as I watch King Cameron pull the werewolf, looking tiny next to his huge frame, into a hug and lovingly stroke her hair.
Turning away, I pull out my phone to text Rachel.
“You were right.”
Not even ten seconds later, my phone vibrates with a response.
“I am always right.”
With a grin, I pocket my phone and head home.
There was a time when the punishment for disobeying the King’s orders were very severe, even leading to banishment.
Yet this little she-wolf seems to get away with disobeying orders with nothing more than a brief verbal reprimand, followed by physical affection from the King himself.
Rachel was right, the king is completely wrapped around his tiny mate’s finger.
Not a great look on a king, but understan
