Cursed, Probably

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Dionne I felt frozen in place, my mind racing. Marcus had just swung a punch, and Landre… Landre just started laughing. Blood dripped down from his mouth, probably from biting his tongue mid-sentence, though I wasn’t sure, and it didn’t matter. People around us stared, stunned at what they were witnessing. Marcus wasn't exactly the kind of man to throw a punch, not in public and not without good reason, which only made this moment heavier. He was the alpha of our pack so you could imagine everyone's reaction to it. “Stop it!” I shouted, though my voice came out softer than I intended. My brothers caught up beside me, Peyton’s hand touching my arm as he called me back. “Dionne, Dad told you to wait back there..... Wait!" I couldn’t stay still. I couldn't stay back and just watched thi

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