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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY SIX

Author: Bella Lore
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A little while later, Greyson shows back up, with Layla and Arnold close behind him.

He steps into the house, says hello to me with a quick nod, then starts looking around the room.

“Where’s Sterling?”

At his question, I can’t keep it together any longer. I burst into tears.

Greyson is such a good Beta for this pack. When he saw that I had returned, he knew we’d need Layla and Arnold to come right away, so he ran to get them. He didn’t stay to see his brother first.

He put the pack, and me, before his own needs.

As a Star Twin, I can’t imagine ever being able to put anything above my own desire to be with my sister Layla.

I sob harder, hit with the realization that Greyson is such an amazing Beta in part because he trained with Sterling. They were brothers, raised with the same values.

Sterling is such an incredible leader, and protector, and mate. I miss him so much. I need him so badly.

Layla sits on the sofa beside me, hugging me against her side as I
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