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Dante's POV

I marched out of the room. My head was a flurry of emotions.

I had nearly killed Lorenzo and that stupid assassin had nearly killed me.

The weight in my heart began to increase.

It was my fault. The truth was glaring, and I could no longer avoid it.

It was my fault that Erica's father died. That stupid assassin tried to shoot me and must have misfired and killed Alpha Rowland instead.

It was the only thing that made sense. The matching poison bullets were a big giveaway.

Fuck! How could I be...

"Sir?"

I was yanked out of my thoughts by a soft tiny voice and a small pull on my trousers. I looked around and saw one of Erica's children, the one I presume to be the youngest, tugging at my ripped pants and smiling.

Her eyes and hair matched mine so perfectly but something about her stood out from the rest of her siblings.

She... She mirrored Erica so perfectly. I could... I could feel her energy inside of her.

"Hello again, little one."

I stretched out my hand and she wrapped h
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