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Chapter 93

Damon's p.o.v

I was standing glaring at Zver in the living hall while my father sat on the couch comfortably.

I didn't know why he was doing this to me when he clearly understood how desperate I was to see Monica. My heart was slightly aching and pounding rapidly, with each passing second my breath was getting labored.

"Hunter, what's the meaning of this!" An elderly woman asked when she walked in furiously with glowing eyes.

Her sneer and low growl towards us made me uncomfortable. It was clear that she wanted us to fucking die or get the hell out.

"Relax mother," Zver answered, then turned and faced her.

She kept quiet for a few minutes and breathed out loudly as her eyes returned to their normal color.

"I have no problem with the hunter fighting for Monica's hand since they are bonded, but I do have a problem with you treating him like our guest. Moreover, they are two of them and both strong!" She yelled on top of her voice annoying me.

"They are strong indeed, but I'm stronger."
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