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The rage in Alpha Landon's chest was a molten inferno, a beast awakened and roaring for vengeance. His eyes, usually a cool sapphire, were now dark, burning with the heat of betrayal. As he watched the figures of Draven, Asher, and Sebastian melt into the forest, a sensation of ice replaced the fire, a cold, visceral dread that gnawed at his very core. The girls were gone, Vicky and Jessica, his prized possessions, his leverage, stolen from his grasp.

His fists clenched, his knuckles white with the force of his fury. He turned, a hulking silhouette against the moonlit backdrop of the towering pines that guarded his sprawling estate, and marched towards his study. Each step he took was a thunderous echo of his anger, the floorboards groaning under his weight. The air around him crackled with the intensity of his emotions, as if the very forest held its breath, sensing the storm brewing within him.

He threw open the heavy wooden door to his study, a sanctuary crafted in dark wood and le
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