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27. Lockdown?...
Alpha Jacob POV I am personally delivering my Luna to the rogue encampment. I gave her a very healthy dose of wolfsbane to keep her... let's call it, compliant. I chuckle at the memories of all the fun I had with her. I truly hope that her father is pleased with himself. He did this to her, not me. If he were not working a side deal to claim his precious virginal daughter back, then I would have treated her right, well, better than this anyway. Well... at least for a bit longer. I smile. I feel pleased with myself. No one double-crosses me or my pack! I couldn't prove that the old geezer, Alpha Jones, had anything sorted with this rogue pack, but why else would that filthy leader demand my unmated, unmarked Luna? There was no other way for him to have known such details unless Jone
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