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Let Me Die

“My Queen…” Wyatt’s head bowed, “Please do as you see fit. We will have no objections…”

“Hmmm. Raise your head, she-wolf.”

Licking her lips that had gone dry, Denise cleared her throat and hesitantly, she lifted her head. Her hair waved in front of her face and she quickly swept it back, setting the strands behind her shoulders. The Queen’s eyes slitted as she drunk in her appearance, and for a moment, her forehead creased and her hostile gaze suddenly became pensive, as if a sudden thought had distracted her. “The resemblance is…uncanny…” She cocked her head without easing her stare and Denise began to sweat even harder, her hold on Jack’s hand tightening.

“Mother!” West’s frustrated voice sounded. She stomped closer, her glare passing over the Queen’s shoulder. “What are you waiting for? Put her in her place!”

“You…” Ignoring West, the Queen tore her gaze away from Denise and glanced at Alpha Wyatt, “…you say this girl is your daughter? Where is the mother?”

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