Chapter 12: Conan is a man of his word

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I excited the hotel with Raina in my hands and entered my black SUV's backseat. 'To the Lightclaw packhouse.' I ordered my driver not taking my eyes away form Raina. It was a 20-minute drive, but Raina fell asleep in my embrace. The last week must have been so stressful for her, and in addition with the mind-link incident at the festival she must be feeling exhausted.  Raina and I have too many things in common. I knew of her way of handling businesses since our packs were close and co-operated too many times. Like me, she always tried to be alert and think of every outcome of any given situation but that was also very demanding. Not having the opportunity to have a peace of mind. She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of Kieran's body. It was so cold outside the restaurant, and with t

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