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<p>"Hold her carefully," Logan said to the maid who was supporting Aella with one hand.</p>
<p>"It's fine, Logan. I can support myself." She snapped at him. "I told you, I don't need anyone's help."</p>
<p>"Well, better safe than sorry." He murmured and she gave him a glare of anger.</p>
<p>She had been discharged from the pack's clinic and was being moved back to her room: the room she had slept in when she was a scullery maid for the alpha. They got to the door of her room and she stopped abruptly as her eyes took in the sight.</p>
<p>Four burly, heavily armed guards were standing at her door. She could see that more latches and locks had been added to her door too. She turned to Logan with a disbelieving look.</p>
<p>"Really?" She asked. "Really, Logan? Is this your own form of torture?"</p>
<p>"Anything to keep you from escaping like the last time." He answered, not meeting her eyes. "I'll do whatever it takes to keep you here."</p>
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