Chapter 47
The tension in my chest tightened with every step I took away from Damon’s office. My mind raced with the conversation I had just overheard, the chilling words echoing in my head.
“One survivor… I’ll handle it.”
What did he mean by that? Who was the survivor? And why was Damon involved in the m******e of the Silver Moon Pack?
I felt the walls closing in as panic surged through me. My instincts screamed at me to run, to get as far away from him as possible. But deep down, a part of me refused to believe that Damon was capable of such cold-blooded actions.
I needed answers. But I couldn’t confront him head-on—not yet. I had to be careful, strategic. If I made one wrong move, I could end up just like that survivor… or worse.
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I spent the rest of the day avoiding Damon, ke
