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“My king, I really think—” Gavin began.
“No! I told you no,” I snapped.
Gavin and a few of my warriors were gathered in the patient room I’d been staying in.
“You’re being too stubborn right now,” Enzo scolded.
I glared at my friend. He couldn’t understand the depth of having a mate. It was indescribable. And it was as if Enzo could read my thoughts, his own anger beginning to rise.
“My king, you need to consider drinking,” Gavin interjected, his eyes flicking between Enzo and me.
“No,” I replied.
“Consider it!” Enzo yelled at me.
“No.”
Enzo shook his head, looking at me wearily.
“Just get me out of this bed,” I ordered, pushing the covers away.
“And get me some clothes!” I demanded, still wearing this stupid hospital gown.
“My king, I really think that is a bad idea
