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CHAPTER 7: The Marriage

Author: Gemma Writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-19 15:01:50

"I'm tired. Not tonight."

They say a frog will sit in slowly boiling water until it dies. I was that frog.

Six months after the wedding, Alpha Thornwell died in his sleep. Heart attack, the pack doctor said. Quick. Painless. A good death for an Alpha who'd led Silverpine for thirty years.

Damon became Alpha at twenty-three.

The ceremony was three days later. I stood beside him in the town square while the pack elders bound the Alpha bands around his wrists and pronounced him leader. His face wa
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So now they are leaving together permanently cos why is Clarissa no at her place
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