Yaria's POV

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Night had approached, and I was exhausted from handling documents.

Stretching my back to loosen stiff muscles, I got up from the chair and hit the sheets, legs splayed out, hands clutching my plushie.

Unfortunately, even after several minutes had passed, I couldn't have the luxury of drifting off, not when my wolf was hellbent on convincing me that Drake was the one for me.

"Tricia, please stop this. No matter what you say, I will never accept Drake into my life." I upbraided ...