Chapter Eight

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The coronation ceremony had just been concluded, leaving the pack house in a heavy silence. Most members had retired to their rooms for the night, but not everyone found peace in their bedroom chambers. Lesley sat at the edge of his bed, staring at the moon that made its way through the window. Ava was fast asleep beside him, breathing steadily, but his thoughts wouldn't allow him to settle. Eleanor's decision to defy and the presence of Damien, the so-called Lycan King, continue to gnaw at him. She was mine before he came along. She will always belong to me His jaw tightened as he got on his feet, not wanting to disturb Ava who was by his side. Slipping out of the bedroom, he moved quietly down the dark hallways that led toward Eleanor's quarters. When he arrived at her door, he stood

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