ZEVRAN’S POVI stood there, my chest heaving with exasperation, my anger still hammering like I had just been punched in the face by a mere woman. The pack members cheered, their voices echoing through the night, but I barely heard them. My mind was still reeling from the fight, from the humiliation I'd suffered at Cassian's hands.As I walked away from the arena, I spotted her. Hermoine, my fiancée, standing at the edge of the crowd, her eyes blazing with anger. I felt a jolt of surprise, followed by a wave of guilt. She was supposed to be safe, hidden away until I could deal with her mess.She is the reason I am in this mess in the first place. If I haven’t been with her she wouldn’t bring me soMuch trouble. Now look at what I have been reduced to. A Beta who cannot fight nor speak about his oppressor. Cassian was a big oppressor that not one soul tries to mess with, at this time I do not even think fighting him on my own is a good idea because I would fail woefully even with my ba
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