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Night fell. We were in the circular boardroom on the top floor of Silverlake Tower.
I sat beside Lucas. Across from us, Damian lounged in his chair, his eyes like a venomous snake’s.
“Brother, you’re so impulsive,” Damian began, his voice light and mocking. “Are you really going to drag all of Silverlake into a war with Bloodmoon for a woman with a crippled wolf”
“Watch your mouth,” Lucas snarled, his Alpha’s pressure filling the room. “She is your Luna.”
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