Cal’s POV“Where is my money?” Alpha Damon’s voice roared through the small, broken house. His boots crushed the weak wooden floor as he stormed inside. His dark eyes flashed with anger.My father dropped to his knees, his hands shaking. “Please, Alpha Damon, we just need more time. I promise we’ll pay off every penny we owe you.”Damon scoffed, his black coat swirling around him as he moved closer.“You had your time—months. I’m done waiting.”My mother tried to speak, but her voice cracked. “We lost the crops this year. The rain—”“I don’t care about your rain or your bad luck,” Damon snapped, cutting her off. His eyes scanned the room like a predator looking for prey. Then they landed on me.He took slow, calculated steps toward me, a small, evil smile curling on his lips. He bent down in front of me. I looked up at him, fear burning in my eyes.“What a pretty little thing,” he whispered, curling a strand of my hair around his finger. “How old are you?”“18,” I said, my lips trembl
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