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When we arrived at the castle, I scooped my mate into my arms despite her trying to argue that she could walk.
I asked Curt to escort Emma’s father to his chambers where clothes, phones and every other thing he would be needing to live comfortably in the pack house. Some stewardess were assigned to him, to attend to all his needs. I also put in my phone number in case he wanted us to meet and talk.
And Emma could go and see him anytime she wanted. I realized her happiness was my happiness, so I intend to make her happy for as long as I live.
I carried my mate up the 6th floor to our room as our clothes dripped of all the rain that had beaten us. I hope she doesn’t catch a cold though, especially now another life was budding inside of her. I took her straight to the bathroom whe
