Chapter Eighty-Three

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MIRABEL REDFORD Meghan knows which button to push. Which bolt to turn. The type of oil to use whenever there is a glitch. She gets on my nerves so bad I wonder if she is my mother’s daughter. Choosing the high road is costly. I have done everything because of that. They have called me names and I have ignored them because of that. My high road. But what if it is high time I stop my idiocy and face the music? I don’t want this to turn into more than five years as I wait for I don’t know what. I don’t want to get accustomed to this the same way I did till I was twenty. No. The pack doesn't fret because everything is cared for. As much as I hate to say this, again!! Beta Meghan is good at her job. The Warriors have been training, harder. The ones who finished are tasked to take care

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