The Real who?

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LENNOX My pack? Whose f*****g was it if not mine? All the hairs on my body stood high on attention. Rage had built up, radiating off me. I worked hard to have this pack passed down to me. I used blood and sweat to earn a place here, and she had the audacity to ask me this question? “You and I both know you're the stranger here…” Callie added, going back to relax against the tree she had been leaning on as she awaited our arrival. What is she trying to say? I felt Jaxon's eyes on me and I took a glance at him. My mind was blocked, I needed no distraction from whatever s**t was about to go down there, but it was clear he was trying to say something. “Or am I wrong, Lennox?...” she asked, but there was no answer. “When are you going to tell that cunt you're alive?” Cunt? Did she ju

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