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Chapter 135

Bella's POV

I gently guided Peron into the house, his steps faltering as he leaned heavily on me. "I'm sorry," I told Max through mind link. "Please help us." I continued supporting Peron, guiding him towards a chair.

"And you think he'll help you?" My wolf hissed in my head, still upset about Peron's punch on Max.

"He was drunk. Max is bigger than that. He should understand," I replied, easing Peron into the chair. The air was tense, both inside my head and in the room. Kira, sensing the unease, inquired, "What happened?" She glanced at Peron, who was visibly intoxicated.

"Drunk and needs to get sober, quickly," I muttered, deciding to address the immediate concern. I excused myself and headed to the kitchen, intent on preparing some soup. As I moved pots and pans around, I couldn't shake off the disturbing incident.

In the kitchen, I set the soup to simmer, the aroma wafting through the air. My thoughts, however, were elsewhere. What had triggered Peron's sudden binge drinking,
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