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Two doses of costly decongestant, expired antibiotics, filtered water, compresses, and finally… finally he’d slept Which is why Caspian found her as he did, collapsed over the couch at Mikael’s side Like her boy, she was fast asleep

A featherlight stroke on her cheek tickled enough that she slapped at the cause, groaning and pushing her face into the cushions

A firave a soft shake “Wake up, little rat The cat’s come to play”

Startled awake, Wren sucked in a quick breath, and ju the wrinkles frorabbed next, the elastic tugged free so she er comb fresh waves and try to look as presentable as possible

They had an agree to keep it

Heart tattooing a panicked beat against her breast, she stood straight, trying to prove she’d followed directions Clean, dressed in so

The Alpha was not i his head, he eyeballed her nicest dress “Where did you find that monstrosity? Whoever sold that to you did a number on moth-eaten drapes”

Looking down at the simple sundress, Wren frowned

The sundress was made from old curtains… pretty ones she’d found in one of the abandoned horab the the formerly sealed rooed and sold, that was how much she liked them She was proud of this dress, damnit!

For goodness sake, where did he think fabric for such things came from in the Warrens?

“Look at her cheeks getting pink You hurt her feelings, boss”

With a shriek, Wren ju as she turned to find that two other males stood in the room Hand to her heart, truly awake now, she looked around for the next surprise, narrowing her eyes on her sealed door, cootten in

And then a long agitated growl escaped her when her eyes landed on the mud each of them had tracked in Her clean floor was a wreck and an accusatory glare was leveled at the two strangers before landing upon a stone-faced Caspian

A Caspian she irip

Disengaging, she spread the skirt he found so ugly, pointed at her chest, andit