Author's POV The next day. Inside the dimly lit study, Damian sat on the couch, with Lyra standing in front and towering over him. “I think it's high time you married me Damian,” Lyra said, her voice sharp with a mix of rage and authority like she was the one truly in control now. “So that I can take up my role as Luna. The pack members won't truly accept me unless you do.“ At first, Damian didn't say anything. He clenched his fists, rage simmering inside him. He wasn't in the mood for her tantrums. She is supposed to be in prison for the murder of his baby, but he couldn't punish her because she's still pregnant, of course. And so, she was supposed to be quiet and not make things worse by making impossible demands. As much as he wanted to snap at her that he knows about her schemes and that she shouldn't disturb him, he couldn't. He had to remain calm for now, to let her think he is still a fool and then when she gives birth in the next two months, he would show her the stuff
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