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eynold
idian Club. Bring the black velvet box from his nightsta
me weakness. But I didn't hesitate. I thought it was a crucial pack artifact or some highly confidential document. Dragging my aching
. Damien was leaning back lazily on the plush leather sofa. Carly Santos was straddling his lap, her flimsy slip dress pu
like a miserable, drowned rat, Damien didn't push
his voice hoarse with lust. "Bring the
d the velvet box on the glass table. My finger
s. No pack artifacts. Sitting neatly on
burning with a severe fever and braving a torrential storm-run across the territory
looked at me with innocent eyes. "I'm so sorry, Luna. I know it's raining heavily, but Damien insi
g with a gentleness I had never received. "No need to
heart, making my inner wolf howl i
a fake who had stolen the true heir's place. Even more tragic was the revelation that my biological mother-a rogue
ther's sins, I abandoned my award-winning photography career and willingly stayed by his side. For these three years, I took care of every
ut I was wrong. In his eyes, my desperate attempts at redemption were nothing but a pa
blood in my throat, I slowly stood up straight an
lmly, my voice completely flat. "My special delivery fee is 25,000.
ce in Damien's chest, her tone turning accusatory. "Damien... is she crazy? Asking
ble, his icy gaze and crushing Alpha aura pressing down on me. "Have you forgotten your place? Making
s knew he could be gentle with other females. But today, seeing his tender, aff
ormy gaze, my eyes dead and hollow.
If the Knight Pack hadn't shown mercy and kept you around, you would have been executed as a rogue years ago! I ask you to run a simple errand, and you dare ask
me hadn't lessened by a single fraction. Most importantly, I realized my place in his
my strangely calm voice cutting throu
om the table and poured the amber liquid directly into the velvet box, ruining the en
skin. Damien bolted upright, his eyes wide with fury as his Al
iny. "I owed you a life. But over these past three years, I've paid back
y ounce of strength left in my broken wolf and spoke
by reject you, Damien K
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