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Chapter 56

Author: Night Walker
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-29 17:41:06

—DAMON—

The office was thick with tension.

I sat at the head of the long table, shoulders squared, jaw locked so hard it ached. The elders were speaking, but their words barely registered over the sound of my own pulse pounding in my ears. On the surface, I was the perfect Alpha—calm, composed, in control. But beneath that thin mask, my wolf was restless, pacing, clawing inside me for blood, and it took everything I had not to let that fury spill out in front of these old men.

Images kept flashing in my head; Kira smirking at Avery in that store, daring to humiliate what was mine. Not to forget to the mention the video Lucas showed me, the one where in the Red Stone Pack Kira had shoved Avery so hard she lost her balance… almost lost them—my pups. The thought made me close my eyes for a second to compose myself.

Why hadn't Avery tell me?!

And that… thing had dared to humiliate her in front of everyone.

She not only humiliated, but also touched what’s mine.

That’s the last mistak
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