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143 The Point

Author: Jenne Lopes
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Cole

Some men are born to lead. Others have leadership beaten into them by circumstance. Damon? He was born for it, then spent five years making every wrong choice possible. Now I watched him on his knees in his own blood, and all I could think was: this is what happens when you're just utterly, irredeemably stupid.

Evelyn walked away, her back straight, not looking back once. The entire infirmary watched their Alpha prostrate himself on the floor.

"Get up." I moved closer to him. "Come on, Damon. You're embarrassing yourself."

He didn't move. Head down like a beaten dog.

I scanned the faces around us. Parents holding dead children. Guards trying not to stare. Healers pretending to work while stealing glances. This was bad. Really bad.

"Alpha." Louder this time. "We need to go."

The murmurs started.

“He’s lost his mind,”

“His father was better, he’s just not fit to lead.”

“Look at him, just look at him.”

Each whispers another nail in his authority's coffin. And he could hear them.

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Lilys
Why would Cole encourage him to save Susan so he at least still have someone with him?
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Kesionna Harrison
Can we have another, please, Jenni? One isn't enough.
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