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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

ALPHA DEREK'S POV

I looked closely at Sally, I even had to wipe my face over and over again to ensure I was seeing clearly but Sally's face was still the same.

A complete mess. The excess makeup on her face, and the purposely over-drawn eye pencil, it was funny to everyone present in the dining room including the servants whose table were behind ours.

"Quiet!" I ordered angrily and the whole room went as quiet as a graveyard. "Who did this?" I asked fiercely turning to face the makeup artiste who I had employed especially to fix Sally's makeup.

She immediately fell to her knees and folded her hands in front of her in an intentional apology position. I looked down at her with a raving eye and wished my anger which was burning like the flames from the red fire would explode on her head and consume her completely.

"What did you do? Do you think all this is a joke?" I thundered down at her yet it wasn't enough. The words that shook the whole mansion of the moonlight pack were too weak
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