Chapter 45

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LYRA I refused to allow Marrek to continue spouting off as if my people were objects he could trample on with no repercussions. “My pack is not made up of rogues " I declared, moving closer so he had to meet my gaze instead of glancing past me as if I were invisible. My voice remained firm even though my hands trembled slightly at my sides due to the stares and the flood of past memories rising within me. "They are my clan. My family. Bound to my name. My pack.. As their leader I will not permit you to insult them. Not a single word. Never.” Marrek’s face flushed red and blotchy his mouth opening and closing as if struggling to find the insult to hurl back at me. The other elders fidgeted uneasily, their eyes flickering between me and Kael as though anticipating who would lose their t

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