They walked toward the pack house entrance near the Crimson Crescent village. Sure enough, a black helicopter was waiting. Lorcan stood beside it in a black T-shirt, pants, sunglasses, and phone in hand. When Amelia approached, he turned toward her. “Done packing?” Lorcan asked. Amelia nodded, unsure how to feel about how extra her Alpha was, though she couldn’t complain because he looked incredibly handsome. “Seriously?” Lorcan and Amelia turned, remembering Olivia and Solana were still there. “Your family really loves you, they even walked you out,” Lorcan said sarcastically. Amelia stayed silent. “Alpha Lorcan,” Solana said, “Amelia can be troublesome and needs a lot of care when she’s sick. Thank you for accepting a wolfless girl like my stepdaughter.” “You don’t need to apologize. I was the one who wanted to take Amelia from this pack,” Lorcan replied—a clear declaration, recalling his words at the rejection ceremony. “Oh ha
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