DravenDraven's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the photograph in his hand. Emily, the woman he had once thought was his mate, stood intimately close to a man in a rival pack which he knew all too well. His index finger trembled with rage as he touched the man's face in the picture.For a moment, Draven's mind doubted the authenticity of the photographs. Could they be part of a rival pack's plan to manipulate him? But as he looked deeper into the image, his doubts began to fade."Are you still doubting it?" his wolf asked, its voice laced with a low, mocking chuckle. "You remember him, don't you?"Draven's grip on the photograph tightened, his knuckles turning white with tension. He nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, yes, I still remember him."The memory of Matthias's treachery came flooding back, and Draven's anger surged to the surface. He rose to his feet, his fists clenched so tightly that his veins began to bulge."Just like you never forgot," his wolf growled
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