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105: Inferno

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-18 00:12:24

COBY’S POV

I stormed out of the pack house, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails bit into my palms. Fury coursed through my veins, hot and relentless. Xavier’s smug grin and Hannah’s unwavering stare replayed in my mind like an unforgiving loop.

They thought they could strip me of my claim—my right to Jackson. My son. My flesh and blood. The air was crisp, biting against my heated skin as I stalked toward the quarters. The muted crunch of leaves beneath my boots barely registered over the roar of anger in my head.

He thinks he can just name and parade Jackson as his heir? The thought was a match to the gasoline fueling my rage. He doesn’t know what’s coming.

Xavier’s smug smirk flashed in my mind again, paired with Hannah’s cold, unyielding stare. My fists clenched at the memory. “My son Jackson will be my heir,” Xavier had said, his voice dripping with conviction. “He will be the next leader of this pack.”

Hannah had stood beside him, beaming with pride. My son. My flesh and bl
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