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Hazel 56

Drake's POV

I picked up the woman I had found and left the club. There was no use wasting time with someone whom I would meet again and would fight with when I had something important to do. Touching and fondling this female was more important and fulfilling than fighting and arguing with Noah. He could stay there and berate me for all I cared. What I knew for a fact was that one day we were going to fight and square out our differences. The outcome of the fight would be death or serious injury and I would not be the dead one, I would make sure of that. We had been on each other's neck for a long time that I could not remember the last time we were not fighting. It was always one thing or the other. First it was Noah taking my mate as his and causing her death and now we were fighting about Hazel, his mate. Revenge was also in the pot that was brewing on fire and it was going to be very hot. I did not care about casualties, all I wanted was to get my pound of flesh or the who