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CHAPTER 33

Author: V. LORDE
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-18 16:13:59

Dominic and I trudged back toward the pack house, the weight of the encounter in the woods hanging heavily between us.

The dull ache in my arm from the werecat's claws was a constant reminder of my recklessness. Dominic hadn't said much since we left the forest, his jaw tight and his steps brisk, as if the mere act of walking might cool his frustration.

The pack house came into view, its looming structure a symbol of safety and authority. Relief washed over me, though it was short-lived when I spotted Alpha Harold standing at the entrance, his arms crossed and his piercing eyes locked on us.

Dominic muttered under his breath, “Here we go.”

Alpha Harold’s presence was intimidating, as always. His tall frame exuded dominance, and the weight of his glare was enough to make anyone second-guess their choices. He stepped forward as we approached, his expression stormy.

“Elise,” he began, his voice cold and clipped. “With Dominic again, I see. Why am I not surprised?”

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