Touch yourself, Arielle.

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Chapter 44 ARIELLE’S POV I sat at a table in the library with Enzo, reading a book. The library was quiet, and the only sounds were the pages turning and the occasional whisper from students. The smell of old books and polished wood filled the air, and the dim light gave the room a cozy feel. I was reading a book about werewolf history, fascinated by the stories of the first shifters and the different packs that had existed throughout history. As I read, I couldn’t help but think about how different things were now. Two days had passed since Derek had told everyone to leave me alone, and since then, no one had touched me. It was a relief to be able to walk through the halls without fear of being pushed, tripped or spat on. I was finally able to focus on my studies and not worry about be

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