preparing for the ball

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Mason's P.O.V. I growled, as I was trying to close the buttons on my shirt. I hated this place and every minute that had passed since we had come here. Now, to make matters worse, I had to stay and go to some stupid masked ball of an even shittier host, that shithead, Alpha Brandon. While having an inner temper tantrum by myself, my heart was craving to see my mate, I needed to talk to her, win her over. Maybe we could just run away together, without anyone knowing about it. The vision of her, her long brown hair framing her angelic face, while big brown eyes were staring at me, surprise and love for a micro second, before they had turned and she had said 'no' to me. The door opened as Seb came in. “Thanks for the suit man, really appreciate it.” I nodded as I gave him a sad smile. He

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