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Eighteen.

Irina’s POV

I couldn’t believe what he asked me to do. I didn’t have that kind of strength or guts to kill anyone. He was serious as he looked at me and as I held my mom’s hand and keep replaying our conversation over and over.

My mom didn’t stir, her fingers didn’t even wrap around my hand as I squeezed hers. At some point the doctor appeared to check on my mom. He advised me to go home and get some rest. I tried to plead with him to let me stay but he was adamant.

Before I leave, I make the doctor promise me that he will call me if there is any changes. Until I was eighteen I had to rely on phone calls, only my mom and the Alpha could mind link me.

He agrees and ushers me out the door. I walk across the empty grounds. Damien’s scent is all over me from his tshirt a

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