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I should have known Azalea would go to the clinic and try to help Damien sooner or later. Lucky for me, Azeron did his job and linked me when she started to do it. My uncle was ready to intervene, but I was upset he hadn’t when I arrived and she was bleeding from her nose.
After she was checked over, I brought her back to the packhouse and right to our room. She seemed tired and a little out of it, which the use of her gift could explain. She promised me she would take a nap and stay in our room for the rest of the day, but I also gave strict orders to Azeron to keep her there.
Azalea had been asleep for an hour while Missy watched Azly when Langston joined me in my office. “How are the invitations coming?” Langston asked.
“Behind, but I will have them done here shortly,” I sai
