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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Author: D.G. KNIGHT
last update publish date: 2026-04-27 20:34:59

Elara’s POV

The VIP balcony was safer, but it was lonely.

Damon had been pulled away five minutes ago. An Elder from the Western Pack had intercepted us, looking grave, and whispered something about "border treaties." Damon had growled, kissed my forehead, and promised to return in two minutes.

"Stay here," he had ordered. "Don't move."

So I stood by the railing, clutching a glass of sparkling water, watching the sharks circle below.

"You look like a lost puppy."

The voice was smooth, like sil
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Love that he gives her room to be strong, but stands up for her when he’s needed!
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