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Princess Ana’s pov “f*****g losers!” I could hear the thunderous cheerigs and jeers from the elated people outside. I could bet that none of my people would be found fraternizing with those lots. Those lots ruined my home. Obviously, I had miscalculated how far they were because the door open to reveal Amos and his entourage of betas and gammas behind him. Oh, and as expected, my father was dragged ceremoniously into the throne room. I didn't know what to feel— bitterness at my father's failure or the fact that Amos took over my pack with me in charge. “Here is your f*****g Princess!” Amos roared, removing the mask from his face and flinging it to the side. “How do you like the surprise, Lucas?” “i***t. I have always known you'll be the one to betray me. Always sniffing around my

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