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Giovanni spun around, his face twisted with anger, and barked out a sharp "What?" in Jasmine's direction. She stood her ground, her eyes fixed on him, her expression serious.

"I mean," she began, her voice low and measured, "I don't want him to become the next Lycan of our pack."

Giovanni's eyes narrowed and he took a step towards her, his posture tense and intimidating. "What do you mean, Jasmine? Do you have any idea what you're talking about?"

Jasmine drew in a deep breath, steadying herself for the confrontation to come. She knew that she had to explain herself clearly, or risk setting off Giovanni's temper even further.

The air was thick with tension as Jasmine spoke, her voice hesitant and low. "Gio, he is your nephew... your brother's son," she said, pausing for a moment before continuing. "He doesn't belong here..."

But before she could finish her thought, Giovanni's anger boiled over. He grabbed her wrist roughly, his grip tight and unforgiving, forcing her to look him in the