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CHAPTER THIRTY THREE — The Storm Behind the Visit

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Damian’s POV

The house stayed quiet long after Marcus’s SUV disappeared down the road. The kind that followed the arrival of a rival Alpha.

Ava stood near the tall windows watching the gravel drive even after the vehicle was gone. The morning sun had burned away most of the fog over the bayou now, revealing dark water moving slowly between the cypress trunks.

The wolf inside me hadn’t settled. It wasn’t aggression. Not yet. But Marcus Blackwind’s presence had stirred old instincts I had learned
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