170. Control
Liam's POV The last thing I want is to take my mate away from the pack when I'm not entirely sure what just happened between us. One minute she was grilling me, the next she was crying, and then she was holding onto me for dear life. I can also feel her in the same way that I feel Royce, but it's different because it's more emotionally charged, whereas my bond with my beta feels more like extreme loyalty. Nevertheless, my confusion doesn't mean that I'm not going to take Chey away from the infirmary. So, after making sure that she's steady, I start pulling her toward my suite. Eventually, I notice that my mate is trying to drag me in the opposite direction, and then I look at her feet. “You're not wearing any shoes.” “You didn't give me a chance to put them on. I'm kind of cold too
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