Third-Person POVAt the same time, a Bentley rolled through Southridge Estates in the southern suburbs.The villa community was more than 20 years old, and its infrastructure had begun to show its age.The car stopped outside Villa 12, the home the Silvermoon Pack had sold.The window lowered, revealing a flawless, handsome profile.Ezra Garcia looked toward the brightly lit villa. Warm yellow light from a streetlamp fell across his eyes, but it couldn't hide his loneliness or the complicated emotions inside them.He looked away and lit a cigarette.His phone vibrated.Ezra picked it up and spoke gently. "What is it, Pandora?"Pandora's playful complaint came through the phone. "When are you getting here? I'm starving, and Zane won't even let me start without you."Then Zane's deep, indulgent voice sounded in the background."Who asked me to remind her to watch what she eats? Now this is my fault?"Pandora huffed."If you're hungry, go ahead and eat," Ezra said. "I'm almost there."Af
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