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The Oakwood table was gone. In its place was a well-built beechwood table, not as big but doing the job just fine.
Dom sat at the head of the table and the rest of the family members took their places just like they had on the night Iris had her first dinner with them. Elijah took Iris' seat in the meantime.
Dom sat with his chin on his hands with intertwined fingers, elbows on the table, waiting patiently for everyone to be seated and silent before he started, "You all know why we are here. Iris, my fated mate, was first poisoned and then kidn*pped behind my back, under all your noses. You failed to protect your Alpha Queen. It doesn't matter if you are a traitor or not, Iris is in the hands of the one person who hates her the most on this planet. And I am going to devise a pl
