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Chapter 85 The Beta’s Stand

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Jimmie’s POV

The ride was quiet — too quiet.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. In my head, meeting the pack was ceremonial, sacred — Devon at my side, our hands locked together, his deep voice rolling over the crowd as he presented me to them. Their Luna. His pride, his choice, his mate.

Instead, I was in the passenger seat beside Fara, being driven there as if I were a casualty of war, someone in need of rescue. The thought made my stomach twist.

One thing I’d learned about Devon James, the man wasn’t reckless. He didn’t gamble. If he made a move, it was because every angle had been weighed, every risk measured, every possibility calculated. Which is why this didn’t make sense. Why put me in harm’s way? And why… vanish afterwards? No call. No message. No sign. Just silence.

The silence only made the anger burn hotter.

“At least he could check if I’m okay,” I muttered under my breath, not realising I’d spoken aloud until Fara turned her head.

“You say something?” she asked, her eyes
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