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Chapter Twenty Two

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We make up

Azaria's POV

“Ashley” I began. My voice small. I was scared really. “Why….why are you showing me these pictures?” I raised the pictures to her face.

There were pictures of Nicholas with bunch of girls. Her bed was filled with pictures of Nicholas and his Casanova evidences. Even pictures I never knew I could find. He even had a relationship with the old alpha's daughter.

Their break up rocked the whole lycanthropy. After that the old alpha's daughter could not take the pain, she finally succumbed and shot herself in the head, last summer.

Ashley looked at me, eyes wide.” Don't you get it yet”.

“No I don't “I shook my head.

Ashley pointed to one of the pictures. “do you know this girl from high School? She is the second most popular girl in the pack. She is one person you should not mess with. last time she scratched a girl's eyes out when she declared interest with my brother.”she said “you remember that don't you?”

She went on to bring up another picture. “And this othe
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