Chapter 0876

Maryam scowls and clenches her jaw, leaning back against the cushions of the couch and glaring down at her knees. Rafe raises his eyebrows, surprised. Because of all things, he didn't think it would be the accusation of a poorly made argument that stopped Maryam in her tracks.

God, but Hank's intellectual family is...very different than his own.

But Maryam...she's his family now, right?

...Right?

Rafe takes a moment, while Maryam is distracted in her anger, to study this girl - his mate. His mate. God, how had he never known it before?

Because it's not the first time they've met - no, Maryam and her little sister were fairly frequent visitors to the palace when they were children, always accompanying their parents when Hank and Sarah came down to the city. Rafe and the other Sinclair children had always played with them, but...well. They really always had seemed so incredibly delicate -

Annabell couldn't. Their human bodies simply weren't as responsive and strong as a wolf's. They had

tears. Rafe had helped Maryam to her feet and done his best to comfort her, but she hadn't spoken to him - to any of them - for the rest

side realizing that...actually, that that's maybe the

her apparent hatred for Alphas had started on

tone becoming even more serious and drawing Rafe's attention back to the present. Rafe refocuses his gaze to the doctor as Hank begins to push himself up out of his hair. "I wanted to have

chair, her teacup balanced primly on its saucer. "What...what's wrong with

There have been some... developments, in the Community. He asked me to some

some rather

Ella asks, fascinated, hastily putting her teacup down and getting to her feet, looking at Hank with a mix of

on a solo mission,

get Ariel back."

Alpha macho bullshit," Maryam grumbles. "One guy, alone, thinking he's the whole solution to

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