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As Lireal walked back into the party, her mind was still reeling from the revelations of the evening. She couldn't believe that Asher had been lying to her all this time, not just about being her mate, but about his ability to walk as well. As she scanned the crowd, she spotted Willow across the room. Willow saw Lireal and smirked before making her way over to her. "If it isn't Lireal," Willow drawled, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she approached. "I didn't expect to see you here." "What are you doing here, Willow?" Lireal demanded, her voice cold. Willow smirked, "Why, I'm here to meet my dear cousin's future in-laws, of course," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Lireal rolled her eyes, her patience becoming increasingly thin. "Whatever! Move out of the way, Willow,"

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