Chapter 32: Bexley's P.O.V.

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"Okay, bi.tch," I said excitedly. "Spill the tea." Nix rolled her eyes at me, and leaned back against the door, crossing her arms. "I don't know what to say," she mumbled. "Uh, you can start with how the fu.ck you met your mate," I replied, practically jumping for joy. "Stop being so excited about this," she hissed at me. "Did you not hear him introduce himself as the God of Vampires?" "Oh, I heard," I said teasingly. "He seems to be just smitten with you." Nix groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "You're also in his shirt," I commented, leaning forward to sniff her. "You reek of him." Nix narrowed her eyes at me. "Well what about you?" She shot back. I gave her a confused look. "What about me?" I asked. Nix gave me a strange look. "You reek of Poseidon," she told me

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