Left to F*ck

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~Nadia Dinner was fun. Vanessa and I sat side-by-side and every few minutes she would either make a funny face or make a joke of anyone on the table. It was hard to control my laughter because no way she said elder Damian was eating like a fish because of how his lips shot out each time he took a bite. Once, she leaned in and whispered that Serene was probably crying in her room and would not be able to face anyone… including her fiancee…with the bruises she had. But then Damian looked upstairs, then he returned his gaze to the table. “Alpha and Serene haven't returned yet. I wonder what's with them up there.” I cleared my throat, ”Uhh… Alpha Lucian decided he needed to rest in his room. He may not make it back to dinner. And Serene might still be washing off the bloodroot stew,” I sai

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