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Chapter 120: Grounded

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Astrid’s POV

Asha’s scowl deepened, and her knuckles also turned white as she gripped her armrest tightly.

Sparks of rage flickered and danced in her eyes, casting an almost unnatural glow upon her features as rage coursed through her. “How dare you try to justify Astrid’s actions by using the trauma she had endured!” She lashed out at Nova.

“Trauma will never be an excuse to hurt others!” she spat out, her voice laced with venom. “Astrid made a choice to lash out, and that choice was wrong — unforgivable, even. Her trauma will never justify her actions.”

Suddenly, Alpha Theron stood up from his seat; his powerful frame cast a shadow upon them.

Asha’s blood ran cold as she recognized the fury etched across her father’s features — a look that no one ever dared to provoke before.

“You have the audacity to call Astrid and her mother a ‘gold-digger’ and a ‘slut’?” Alpha Theron bellowed, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder.

Asha shrunk back, the weight of his accusation press
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