Mourning

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Alpha Rowland's POV I walked out of the maid's quarters in extreme anger and frustration. My heart pounded harder than normal as I breathed faster, unable to control my breath pace. I walked hurriedly to my room, slamming the door behind me. Who does she think she is? Does she think she can toy with me or what? I thought as I became furious. I walked towards the table slowly, hitting the table hard, and making a banging sound. I clenched my hand into a fist and also clenched my teeth tightly, pressing my teeth against each other firmly. I took a deep breath as I walked slowly to my bed, sitting by the edge of the bed as I kept thinking. Why was she still denying that she was not feeling the bond? At least she is not denying it, but she is not admitting it either, and it got me extremely

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