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Chapter Twenty One

Jenna's POV

“What do you think she did?” I counter. I would no longer cower in the face of intimidation or perceived danger.

Zephyr chuckles and gets up, moving languidly towards me. I watch him, trying not to let my fear show.

Had I ratted out Veronica as a result of what I'd said?

“Certain affairs within my pack should remain confidential. I cannot remember telling you about…” Zephyr's voice peters out as he searches for the best word to describe his bloodsucking habit.

“....my feeding habit.”

I begin to shake my head at the alpha.

“Veronica would never tell me something that I had seen with my own eyes when I had gotten here. Don't you remember the first night when I was brought here? When I had found you feeding off of that port woman? Veronica hadn't needed to tell anything; you'd let out your own secret through your own actions of your own accord.”

Zephyr smiles, looking impressed and irritated at the same time.

“You are a smart one. But I am way older an
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she came in morning, and it's evening, .... y create confusion
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Will she be able to get away from him and go back to her pack
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