His Father Is A Crafty Deceiver?

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Emily's POV "Imagine conveying the corpse of those that were brutally killed down to the woods without our pack stopping them. Our pack wants to even support them." Ava said angrily as her eyes flashed with a mix of innocence and anger. "But, Ava, this is none of our concern." I comfortably said, knowing I'd be slapped for the worst. "It is my concern. Do you know the position I retain in this pack," she said and drew closer to me, "do you think there would be a Lycan King if not for me and my father?" I was beginning to get more confused as to what connected Ava with the Lycan King. She was always free with him, but did take to her heels if she noticed any change in his eyes or his claws growing out of his fingers. I didn't bother stopping her from being concerned about the Alpha'

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