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Chapter 121: The Break (Dante POV)

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"Sit down or leave," he says.

"Neither," I say.

He sets the pen down and looks at me across the desk and the room is very quiet, just the training ground outside and the compound running in the corridor beyond the closed door, and we look at each other for a moment that goes on longer than either of us planned.

"You are making a decision right now," he says, "that you will not be able to unmake."

"I know that."

"You are choosing a rogue wolf ov

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