Chapter Eighty Three

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When Crista was out of sight, I fell to my knees, tears brimming in my eyes as I forced in a hard breath. I felt so bad not only for Crista, but for everyone involved. Gregory's brother. Gregory. Blake. Everyone who’s been involved in this situation was hurt. Gregory never got to really be with his mate. Crista was turned just to feel her mate die. Blake was left with a stepmother that resented him. I pushed myself up, tears pricking my eyes as I got onto shaky feet. I couldn’t wallow. I reached for my phone just to realize that I didn’t have it. Of course. I shifted. It must be on the floor in the banquet hall somewhere. It’ll be okay I heard my wolf say. This time, I couldn’t hold back the tears as they fell. You’re back. Thank Goddess you’re back! I was here the whole time she promi

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