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Chapter 61: Typical

*Damon*

"Cough, cough," Zeeb cleared his throat, casting a meaningful glance.

"What's up?" I interjected sharply, my eyes keen.

Having just exited the room of the young girl, I noticed Zeeb positioned right outside the door.

His posture betrayed mischief, signaling trouble ahead.

Zeeb fixed his gaze on me before chuckling. "Oh, nothing much, but I sense you have something on your mind, don't you?" He queried, arching an eyebrow.

Ignoring his question, I hastened my pace without sparing him a glance.

"Hey, wait up, Alpha," he chirped, matching my strides.

Sporting a grin, he remarked, "So, you spent the night with your breeder. Quite the eventful evening, huh?"

I scoffed, refusing to engage.

Unfazed by my silence, Zeeb continued, "The whole castle is abuzz with chatter about you two. Shouldn't you address the speculation?"

His words elicited a scowl from me. "What are you implying?" I snapped. "Why would anyone be discussing us instead of attending to their duties?"

Cutting off any reb
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