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Chapter 8

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Damon’s pov

Five years I had her under my roof. Five years I let her handle the pack's accounts, sign for shipments, manage half my father's business without once asking why she was so good at it.

How could she possibly be the Alpha’s daughter? It must just be a ploy to lure me back into reconciliation.

I never asked because I never needed to.

I need to now.

"She's not throwing a tantrum," I say, mostly to myself, watching the broadcast loop back to her face. "She's not gone."

My father's stil
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