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p. My head still ached with the previous night, and my throat was parched. I looked at my phone agai
d knocked. "Lyra?" My voice c
ans
cked and Dam
a?" I asked
eturned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went
ing about? She's eighteen,
ke daughter," he sneered. You vanish all night and come back li
y hair, red eyes, but I did not deserve this. "Don't
an omega. Weak. Pathetic. And your
eard a voice behind him, which I k
breathe.
t surprised. I stayed out of pity
ore eyes. "Don't do this i
ng. There were two huge sui
I already said, coldly
door wider. "You h
mie
slammed i
. I cleared my throat, and looked down at my phone
replied at once. "Wher
d the house was deserted. Your phone was not going through and dad was
g my knees shake. "No, no, sweetheart. You did the
ffled.
e face. Then I walked away out of
the couch next to her grandmother with red eyes as a re
she whi
tly. "I'm here.
me, but did not speak. Her
ds. "Sweetheart," I began softly. T
ned. "Wh
ogether any more. But that doesn't
ars but she shook her head. "I knew it," she sa
r her should
ed some time." She got up and went to
to have room. My mother looked at me with a sad face
nd could not trus
Lyra. She was sitting at the window,
oftly. "It's tim
r w
said, and I had to smil
head. "I don
y n
in her eyes. "Because I don't want a m
're hurt, baby. Everybody is not like your father. The Moon goddess
I do not believe
lease, just
ed after hours of ple
lready assembled--wolves of every grade wai
and calmly nervous. I took her hand
aring. Tonight we feast the marriage of sou
round the audie
e, holding their hands together and the E
at me, confu
e," I wh
y the seat of the Alpha. There was a young man, sitting
like a bolt
was
nger fro
ght. What is
d not hear it. I was staring at him--the man
art s
f, and gulped. "Why is

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