Chapter Eighty-Three

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Alvira's P.O.V. Goddess bless my mother and Luna Ola. If they hadn't been there to keep my father and Alpha Jeremy grounded, I know that they would have likely steamrolled into the two Elders currently taking up space in the pack house. The lot of us reconvened around the small dining room table in the guest house dining room, and Trevor walked everyone through the series of events as we knew them, down to the minute when we started talking with Connor. "The kid seemed truthful," Trevor said. "He knew details about books that were taken from the pack before he was even born." Hie gestured to my father and leaned forward on the table. "I think you should ask your father how he became what he is now." My dad pulled back in his seat, sneering at the very suggestion of trying to cooperate w

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