Princess Gabby
Reading an ebook on my phone, I rested my head against Damon's shoulder. Holding his hand, there was only an hour before midnight, and I would officially be eighteen. I've spent the last three weeks at my mate's side. The farthest I had ventured was to the vending machine in the waiting room.
I sighed when my tummy grumbled. I suppose I'll have to make another trip to the waiting room. I kissed Damon's cheek, "I'll be right back. Just going to get a few snacks."
Tundra whined, hating leaving our mate, even for a moment.
"We'll be five minutes, tops," I assured her as I reached into my bag for some cash. "Nothing will happen."
I nodded to the warriors as I exited.
"More snacks?" one chuckled.
"You know it," I called over my shoulder. At this rate, I'll need a gym.
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