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Chapter 41 – Mask
Kane The lights of New York City blazed against the night sky, a stark contrast to the forests of my territory. The skyline blurred before my tired eyes. From the fiftieth floor of the Plaza Hotel, the city looked cold and endless, much like my future felt right now. From the penthouse suite of the Plaza Hotel, the city looked almost beautiful. Cold and artificial, but beautiful. Like Dalia. "Kane?" Dalia's soft voice pulled me from my thoughts. She stood in the doorway of our suite, already dressed in an elegant black cocktail dress that probably cost more than most wolves made in a year. "Are you ready? Daddy's associates will be here any minute." I tugged at my tie, fighting the urge to rip it off. Human clothes felt like chains, another reminder of how far I was from home. From
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