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Twenty-seven

ALLISON POV

"What can I get you?" I asked as Artemisia and Julie settled on the sofa in the living room.

"Get?" Artemisia asked. "Silly, we're not strangers."

"I am, and I'm famished," Julie groaned, rubbing her stomach for emphasis. "Can I have some lamb chops, a white wine, Chardonnay to be precise, and maybe some vanilla cake for my sweet tooth?"

"Isn't that the same thing Laurent got for you yesterday?" Artemisia asked, her brows raised.

"L-Laurent who?" Julie snorted, rolling her eyes. "Who is that, by the way?"

"Julie!" Artemisia scolded playfully, making Julie shrug.

"So, you're fucking my brother," I interrupted, my nose wrinkling.

Julie flushed a deep shade of red and shook her head. "Never. He's a skirt chaser."

"Of course, everyone knows he fucks whoever wears a skirt. And any human or werewolf who gets involved with him will regret it." I stated.

"He's not that bad," Julie defended.

Okay, for one, I knew Julie had a thing for Laurent. I had seen how they both acted towards
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