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Eleven

Klaus POV.

An angry growl escaped my lips the moment I set my eyes on my traitorous step-brother.

“How dare you show up here?” I growled, already closing the room in anger. Nicholas jumped in my front with his hands spread out preventing me from hitting the idiot.

“Calm down, Klaus.” Nicholas said, his hands still out. My growl didn't stop either, I wanted to rip the fuckers head off his body.

“Why are you protecting him?” I asked my siblings, appauled at their poor decision. He left us for dead and now he was right in front of me offering to him. “You really think he is here to help the pack? He is here for his selfish reasons. Why are you so blind?!”

Sandra stepped in, stress evident in her expressions. Her brown eyes looked tired as she spoke.

“I know he deserves whatever hate you throw at him.” She started, throwing a glare at Vincent who dared to grin.

Why again were they keeping me from tearing his head off his body?

She continued. “The case at hand is beyond our personal grudg
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