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THIRD POV
“How dare that woman speak badly about Meira. If I hadn't held back, I would have killed Samara immediately. I didn't even care if the old man cried or even demanded justice from the other packs. Damn it. Just thinking about how to kill that woman really makes me almost lose my mind. I wouldn't even be able to do that, while trying to gain Meira's trust like now.”
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Zade hit the steering wheel of the car that he had been gripping so tightly several times. Even the traces of his strong palms were clearly visible on the steering wheel. “Especially with Meira's condition who can't even feel that I'm her mate. She can't feel all those things. And, I should at least be able to find a way to help Meira heal.”
Zade fell silent again and the speed of the car b
