Chapter 42: Eight years older?

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I shook my head immediately. “Not happening.” “Why not?” Lillith pouted, crossing her arms. “You always dance with me on your birthday!” My chest tightened. She wasn’t wrong. Every year, it had been a tradition. I would take her hand, spin her around the floor, and watch her laugh like she didn’t have a care in the world. But this year... things were different. There would be more than just our pack at the gala. It wasn’t safe. Lucifer, ever the troublemaker, grinned. “Oh, Lily, don’t be upset. It’s because now he has his very own Omega. He’ll be too busy with her to dance with you.” I smirked despite myself. “Princess, I’ll always dance with you. We’ll do it on your birthday, I promise. But this gala isn’t safe for you two. It won’t just be our pack. There’ll be witches, vampires, and

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