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Author: Riel
last update publish date: 2026-05-08 04:59:02

I lock eyes with Damon, steadying my breath.

My wrists ache from his grip, but my mind is sharper than ever.

He is going to hear me out.

This is my chance.

And although I’m not exactly sure what I’m going to say to convince him to, in a way, betray his father—his Alpha—I try.

I don’t let the rush of emotion from his words spill into what I’m about to say.

“I can make my father see—” I start, careful, tone controlled. “—that this deal… it won’t protect Rafe. It’ll only put the pack in dan
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