CHAPTER 29: The Wedding Dress

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FORSYTHIA'S POV "Alpha, you… what did you just say?" Joel stammered. "I told you to shut your mouth, or I will shove your own testicles down your throat," Mak replied with an eerie calm. I let out a soft, mocking giggle. "You have every right to be angry, but watch your tone," Joel admonished. "No, I don’t think I will," Mak shook his head. "I have the right to be angry, and I am exercising it." "The rest of the pack won't appreciate a leader who lacks self-control." "We are wolves, not humans. Therefore, I will unleash my wrath upon the one who repeatedly defied my orders." Joel knew better and snapped his mouth shut. Yet, Mak continued to glare at him, his arms slightly flared as if he were ready to rip the old man's face open. "Elder Joel is advanced in years and overburdened w

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