Anderson's POVMy explanation sounded weak even to my own ears. For the first time in a long time, I felt completely powerless.I, Anderson Shelton, Alpha of the Crimson Pack and the wolf everyone called cold-blooded and untouchable, was panicking because one fragile-looking woman refused to believe me.My wolf paced violently beneath my skin.She still thinks we're lying.The thought alone made a painful feeling twist in my chest.The moment Ava accused me yesterday, I couldn't even sleep. I spent the entire night digging through old records like a madman.Every surveillance clip, every visitation log, every prison document from that year, I reviewed them personally, frame by frame, hour after hour.My eyes had burned from exhaustion, but I refused to stop, because I needed proof, not for the courts, not for my reputation, but for her.And eventually, I found it.Those charity visits. At first glance, they looked harmless. Wealthy individuals donating supplies to prison facilities wa
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