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Chapter 101

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Chapter 101

Mirage POV

I avoided my father for days after he confronted me on my feelings, a few days later, luckily for me, duty calls, as the CEO of the company, I had to return.

The sleek black car rolled down the long dirt road, leaving the pack's sprawling territory behind. I sat in the back, my posture rigid, my gaze fixed on the forests blurring past the window. I had agreed to this trip-an inter-pack business negotiation, a chance to strengthen our alliances and demonstrate my readiness to lead one day. My father had insisted it was necessary. I had agreed without protest.

But the further I got from home, the worse it became.

The craving.

It had started as a whisper beneath my skin, a faint pull in my veins that I tried to ignore. But by the second day, it had grown louder, heavier, coiling around my senses like smoke. My blood hummed with restless fire. My head pounded.

My memories drifted to Lilah, the rich taste of her warm blood.

Her scent lingered in my memory-warm, delic
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