Alex.
Merlin had just arrived at my mansion looking as though she had eaten a whole farm all by herself.
“Where are you coming from?” I asked her as she slumped on my bed with no form of respect. The things I tolerated from this woman never ceased to amaze me.
“How and since when did my whereabouts become your concern?” She raised her head slightly so she could look at me.
The audacity of this girl. First of all, she barged into my room without an affirmation from me and now she keeps information from me.
“You are in my mansion and in my pack territory. I have the right to know your whereabouts when you come in here looking like a ball,” I shot at her.
I may have been exaggerating because she didn’t look as meaty as I said she did. It was only her face that added a little weight.
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