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Chapter 58

Penulis: J'paxi
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DAMIEN'S POV

By the time I went back, the Pack house was too quiet except this time, it wasn’t the calm-before-the-storm kind of quiet.

It was the kind of quiet that gnawed at the back of your skull and whispered to you that something was missing before you even stepped through the damn door.

My wolf was already clawing at me and I stormed into the house, kicking the door open so hard that the hinges cried. My eyes scanned the living room, the hallway, the corner and there was no scent, not even a trace.

My mate wasn’t here.

“Elena!” I bellowed, voice shaking the fucking walls. “Sloane!”

Both of them stumbled into the hallway like two nervous rabbits caught in headlights with matching robes and matching fake innocent faces. The ones that screamed we definitely know what’s wrong but we’re going to pretend we don’t.

Elena blinked. “Damien. You’re… back early.”

Sloane gave a shaky laugh. “Serena just went out for a walk. Nothing serious. She’ll be back soon—”

I took a step forward and th
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