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Chapter 22

Author: Noor F
last update publish date: 2026-09-14 07:38:07

"Did she take the money, Joey?" I asked, leaning back against the leather chair inside my private office.

"Yes, Alpha," Joey replied smoothly, bowing his head slightly. "Regina just reported that the Luna took the black card and left the estate right after."

A bitter, cold smirk played on my lips. "She is not the Luna yet, Joey," I reminded him, my voice flat and devoid of emotion. "We have to mate first... and when we do, she will die."

I turned my gaze out the window, a dull ache twisti
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