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Chapter 13: Dinner With Alphas

作者: Pixie Snow
last update 公開日: 2025-11-08 20:37:25

For a second, no one breathed.

Not me.

Not the brothers.

Not the smug she-wolf with cheekbones sharp enough to file claws on.

Then Rowan stepped forward so fast the air shifted.

“Enough, Mara.”

Ah. Mara. The name sounded like a frostbite warning.

She folded her arms. “What? I’m greeting our long-lost Hale. Isn’t that what we wanted? A family reunion?”

“Try again,” Damon said flatly. “But maybe without the venom this time.”

Mara ignored him and turned those storm-gray eyes back to me. “Clara,
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