Too Late

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Luca’s pov Lina narrowed her eyes at me. “Are you sure it was nothing? What were you trying to do?” I frowned at her. “What? I didn’t do anything. I just told her that she learnt to bake in our pack,” I said. Was it wrong to say that? Well, that was the truth. “I told you not to do anything stupid!” she hissed at me through her gritted teeth. Her fists were clenched together. “Why do you need to talk about that? You don’t have any right to talk about what happened back then.” I sighed. “Maybe you are right. I shouldn’t talk about it. But I am surprised at how she keeps treating me like I am a stranger. It is almost as if we weren’t ever mated by fate.” I saw her jaws clench, so I raised my hands in defence. “I know, I know. I rejected her, and I shouldn’t utter a word now. But she doe

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