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Returning back to the castle took longer than it should have done. By the time my uncle had disappeared, Rosalie had passed out on the woodland floor. I could do nothing to rouse her and so I ended up carrying her the rest of the way back. As I broke free from the woodlands, Arthur rushed out to meet us, handing me a warm cloak to cover myself and another for my mate who was soaked through to the bone. “Call ahead and get the maid to bring up warm water and fresh clothes.” I command the men around me, refusing to let go of Rosalie, who was nestled so closely against my chest I could bare to part with her. “And then fetch the pack doctor.” My men dispersed to do what I commanded. Arthur remained by my side, looking at me expectantly for answers. “He has made it clear that he wants t

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