Chapter 23 Mate... Maybe?
Neve We apparate into Delilah’s sitting room. “I don’t think I will ever get used to that,” Samuel groans, sitting down hard on the stool beside the fire. I chuckle and pass him a mug filled with a steaming green liquid. He looks at it dubiously. “Relax, it's just peppermint tea to help settle your stomach. Drink,” I encourage him. I glance around the small cottage and it is almost comical to see huge, hulking Alphas, Betas and Gammas trying to sit comfortably on Delilah’s dainty sized furniture. I carefully avoid looking directly at Jake, I can see him in my peripheral vision sitting on the edge of one of the kitchen chairs, leaning his arm on the table and openly staring at me. As I keep looking around, I realise someone is missing. “Delilah?” I call out. She suddenly appears out
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