Chapter Twenty-Nine
Samantha I walked past my imprisoned brother on the way to my Blake’s and my room. Our bedroom. I can’t believe after a few weeks of having a mate and I’m already committed to him. I never felt this way about anyone. Not since my previous ex-mate. I didn’t even believe a second mate was possible. Once arriving at our room, I immediately began looking for my suitcase. I haven’t seen it since I moved here. Knowing Blake he probably threw it out. So instead I grabbed two black duffel bags. I felt that every packhouse owned at least a couple, especially the Alpha. I started packing when there was a soft knock on the door. It was Bree. “Is he free?” I questioned. I knew the answer, but I wanted to test her loyalty. She shook her head before eyeing my bags on the large bed. “Where are you
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