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Chapter 23

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last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 02:19:41
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The pain was crippling. Oliver bent over, bracing himself with his palms pressed onto his trembling knees.

A pack member's bond to the pack had just snapped, and Ranked members would always feel the departure worse than any other pack member, but an Alpha feels the tear in their heart.

Especially when it was someone closer to them, and Oliver knew immediately that it was Frankie.

The intensity of the pain told him that she didn’t simply disband from the pack; he felt her life snap. She died.

Ryner rushed into the office, not bothering to knock. His eyes were puffy and red, his hair was a mess, and his face was flushed and tear-stained. He felt his sister die through the family bond and needed to get Oliver to search for her. Although the pain coursing through him told him that she was dead, he needed to find her. He refused to believe that his sister was gone.

They may have been distant with each other over the years, but he still cared for Frankie deeply, much deeper tha
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